April 2nd 2010 2:14 pm
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I like going to the dog park (who doesn’t!) but sometimes I have to sit in the car. I don’t mind one or two big dogs but any more than that and I get an attitude. I’ve been known to run right up to the biggest dog there and try to bite him in the face. (My mom swears I’m lucky to be alive.) My sister doesn't get grouchy unless there's a tennis ball involved so if I'm having a bad day, I sit in the car while she runs around for a while.
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