Roy, our cocker spaniel
I like to run with my master. He jogs and I run all over sniffing and leaving my mark. Whenever he goes upstairs, I anxiously wait at the bottom of the steps to see if he comes out wearing his running outfit. When he does, I start getting real excited and run around the house. He sits at the top of the stairs and puts on his shoes. Then I run upstairs and he scratches behind and inside my ears. He opens the door and I am off like a rocket. My master usually catches me before I get to the end of our subdivision since I have to mark my territory. PS: He's gained weight while I've been losing it.
| Marc is like a big brother to me. He hits me, annoys me, tricks me, and generally is a pain in the butt. |
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