Goody Beagle here. Rocky B. Collie got frustrated at the park today because there were too many dogs there to herd. Rocky is only happy when he has everyone going in the same direction. But this is not what happens at a dog park. Rocky needs to learn acceptance, but I fear he never will.
Sharman Pug-Pit was at the park too. She is a little strange-looking, as you might guess from her Clan name. I can’t help but wonder – was the Pug her mother or her father? Or vice versa? Either way it doesn’t sound very comfortable.
Right before we left the park, Enormo Newfoundland came in. He’s why I wanted to leave. I wish he would stay at home, because he’s just way too big for me. It’s like he got his genes crossed with a pony or something — maybe even an elephant. The earth shakes as he runs by. His slobber string spreads out for miles. Long live little dogs!
Love,
Goody
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