After my DR (din-ner) I except to go to the PA (park). My nemesis, the leash! I wait for my Dad (not my dog dad but my real dad) to touch it and I go all jackassian on him. It's what I do. Not sure what happened to me when I was just a rabbit but it must have been bad.
When I'm in they're out. When I'm out, they're in! Now I'm on the wrong side of that baby gate...that baby and all his little toys. He's so lucky...gosh darn baby.
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