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A Visit to The Dog Park
A Dog’s Perspective
Life is good! I love going for car rides. This is fun!
Watch this! Look how my ears flap in the wind when I stick my head out of the window. Amazing, right?!
What’s out the other window? I better go see.
No way! It’s the park! We’re almost there. I love this place! There’s dogs and squirrels and birds and kids and squirrels and big people and sometimes kids have spilled food and did I mention squirrels?
We’re stopping! This is so good!
Hi, Mom. I love you! I know, we have to put my leash on. Go ahead, hurry! Let’s go!
Ah! Smell that fresh air! There was a kid here just a few minutes ago. He smells like peanut butter. We should find him. It’s probably still all over his face. I could help with that!
C’mon, Mom! Which way should we go today? By the playground? Yes! Sometimes the little kids ask if they can pet me. I like that. It’s like I am famous. Last time someone left a whole pile of Goldfish Crackers on the ground. I ate most of them before Mom said I shouldn’t eat food off the ground and made me leave the rest.
Oh! Look at that little girl! She has a toy that looks like me. See? I am famous! I am trying not to pull on my leash, but I really want to meet her. She…
