love, fleury

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This week, mom took me to a dog park. I gotta tell you, the people park looked fun, but since she said I wasn't allowed there (I didn't see her ask anyone, because I would have flashed them those eyes that I do when I want something and totally have gotten the go ahead), I tried my best to make the dog park a people park.

I went around to all the owners and sat in front of them and got all kinda loves. I'm irresistible and I know it. People kept telling mom that I was such a beautiful, handsome dog and she said "thank you" - like she had anything to do with it.

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I played with a couple kids which was fun, but I just don't see the appeal of a dog park. My back yard has toys and grass and a nice, clean water bowl. The dog park: a communal water bowl (um, ew), no toys and no grass. I just can't figure out what I'm supposed to do there.

Sometimes I just don't know what that woman is thinking.

Love, 
Fleury


3 comments:

  1. Dear Fleury, supposedly the dog park is where dogs get to play with other dogs - doggy social hour if you will. I am sure you feel like socializing with your mother is more than enough to make you happy, and your mother feels the same way. Society is what makes you think you need the dog park. But unless you are an alpha, all the dog park holds for you is unsolicited molestation. I support you in your anti-dog park feelings.

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  2. Have I got a friend for you Fleury...a transatlantic one and all http://archiethewonderdog.blogspot.com/2013/01/im-joining-finish-long.htm. Enjoy :-)

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  3. Woof! I can see that you're going to give me a run for my money in the cute and white stakes, I might have to up my game!
    P.S. Dog park? We don't have those over here and I can't say I'm sorry...

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