2/3/09

I am not a horse


. . . although I feel like one with this halter on. Oh boy, I wish I could speak human. "What's up with that?" I'd say, when Rarf puts this thing on me. I don't need this: I've been so good at listening to "Easy," "Wait," and "Stay" commands. It's not as if I pull when I'm leashed. Well, maybe when we see other dogs and people. Okay, maybe I get a bit carried away sometimes. I did pull Rarf down that one time, when I saw Tim the Labrador coming my way. But he hadn't been over to play with me in so long! I didn't mean to pull her down . . . Just like that time at the high school field when I didn't mean to tackle her. I was just playing! I mean, she falls down so easily! Anyway, I've pretty much figured out that if I kind of flick and duck my head at the same time, I can get out of this halter. I'm saving that trick for emergencies.

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