I was holding his two toys, one in each hand.
"Where's your ball?"
Fred looked at the ball and then looked at me.
"Where's your rope toy?"
Fred looked at the ball . . . then he looked at me.
"No, where's your rope toy?"
His eyes moved to the rope toy.
"Good boy!"
(I think he may be a genius.)
1 comment:
Ya really gotta Love a smart dog, eh? :-) You also have a fine blog goin' on here dude!
Your new follower,
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