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Biting Dad

June 7th 2009 9:02 pm
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I would never bite Dad, or anybody else, but especially not Dad on purpose. However I did bite Dad, not once but twice.
The first time I bit Dad was after a scooter run and Dad stopped to buy us ice cream. Dad sometimes does that after a run. I just love ice cream. Sasha was still a pup and she did something wrong. I was trying to correct her with a muzzle bite and Dad got his arm in the way and well I accidentally bit Dad instead. Luckily it was cold out and Dad was wearing was wearing a heavy Carhart coat. I didn't break the skin, but Dad told me later that it bruised his arm. Dad wasn't even mad at me. He still bought me ice cream.
The second time was when Sasha and I were having an argument. Dad tried to break us up and he got his hand in the wrong place and I bit his hand. Now I know why they say, "Never bite the hand that feeds you." It didn't taste good. In fact it was awful. Took me most of a week to get the taste out of my mouth. Who would have thought Dad would taste so bad. He's a sweet guy and I love him, but whew what an awful taste...



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