Life With Sharon, or, How Much Can a Dog Take?
April 22nd 2010 8:40 pm
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I'm pooped! Who knew that one of my favorite activities would become an endurance test! Mom asked us (me and my BFF Tanner) if we wanted to go in the car today, but she didn't tell us how long it would be before we could get out again. Between a couple of shopping stops where SHE got to go shopping and we got to WAIT and the long ride to the final destination, which was NOT a dog park, we had to be in the car for three hours, with only one potty break. At least I got a really big dog biscuit when she stopped at Cruisin'Coffee - they give much bigger biscuits than the bank or the pharmacy - and when Tanner didn't eat his quickly enough, I helped him finish it. Mom tried to hide part of one in the front door pocket, but when she was out of the car, I found it! The smell of fresh crumbs on my breath was a dead give-away, though, and she told me I wasn't going to get any dinner! I wasn't worried, though, I knew it was just a bluff.
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