January 17th 2006 6:37 pm
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My mom and dad have the coolest friends. Some come and let us out during the day to play. Bunches of people come every couple of weeks or so for what they call Happy Hour (even though it lasts much, much longer than an hour). Happy Hour is very happy for me because there are lots of people to throw the ball and toys for me to catch . . . and they slip me some snacks too -- shhhh, don't tell Dad! Then there are my favorites . . . the runner friends.

I LOVE them. They come and get me . . . only ME . . . and take me out to run with them. We run far and for a long time. It is so much fun. I make sure I'm on my very best behavior with them and never socialize with other dogs or people or make any messes along the way, because I want to make sure they take me all of the time. I thought all they did was run, but they came over to the house the other day and took my mom and dad with them instead of me. At first I was a little concerned over the fact they were taking my parents running (especially knowing my mom and dad DON'T run unless someone is chasing them), but then I saw all of them get in the car and go byes, so I think my time with the runner friends is safe . . . at least for now!