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The energetic years.

The energetic years.

I love chasing leaves in the park and biting feet (though not as much as i used too) those were the puppy days. Now I am one I have responsibilities, I have to come when my name is called, eat all food before having treats and wee in the correct places. The good days of weeing in a corner and looking cute are gone, I am a big girl with responsibility now, I keep the other members of my pack in order and tell them when they are misbehaving.

However there is a prime target of my frustration, the cat...
I wag my tail but she never plays with me I chase her into corners like I used to with my brothers but she just waves her tail at me .... I think it is watching me.


Now I must leave and sleep on my owners newly washed dressing gown... that way she will always know I love her ...and that cat will know she is mine.
mwhaaa
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