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A day at the park
I went to the park the other day and there was a girl playing with her two dogs
she was playing, the dogs were serious. It was a job to them.
She would throw the stick and yell “get it boys” and the dogs would run and fetch the stick.
They thought there was something wrong with the girl because every time they would bring the stick back to her she would throw it again.”What does she want from us “they thought.
Finally their shift was over and they stopped bringing the stick back to her.
We already clocked out, let the birds or a cat bring the stick back to this crazy girl.
We have better things to do with our time. Then one dog looked over at the other as if to say “ Come over here and let me sniff your butt.
she was playing, the dogs were serious. It was a job to them.
She would throw the stick and yell “get it boys” and the dogs would run and fetch the stick.
They thought there was something wrong with the girl because every time they would bring the stick back to her she would throw it again.”What does she want from us “they thought.
Finally their shift was over and they stopped bringing the stick back to her.
We already clocked out, let the birds or a cat bring the stick back to this crazy girl.
We have better things to do with our time. Then one dog looked over at the other as if to say “ Come over here and let me sniff your butt.
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