Hullo. My Name's Burt...
October 1st 2009 6:14 pm
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By something called a "retractable" leash. The Dad took me and Dixie out for a walk. We criss-crossed our retractable leashes. The Dad dropped mine. It started to chase me down the sidewalk. It made a lot of noise. I was scared. I ran. The Dad caught up with me at the corner when the leash hooked onto the light pole. Wheeeeeew! That was something!