going to work

May 22, 2007
The past couple of days, Pop, dad, has been taking me outside seems like every couple hours and lets me do what comes natural. Pop gets all excited when I take a simple poop and pets me, treats me, go figure.
We got in the car today, pop said we were going to his workplace, no idea what that meant. Well anyhow when we got to pop's workplace there was all these humans, pop said about 600 of them, wow who knew.
Ill betcha at least half of them came up to me and was petting me, rubbing my tummy, stroking my ears telling me what a cute puppy I was. It was awesome to make so many friends at one time and hey they all knew my name. bout wore me out trying to keep up. When I got back home I slept like a puppy.

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