 Taking My Bone for a Drive
There I was. Busy with my bone. Burying it. Digging it up. Burying it again. Digging it up. Then suddenly I heard the words "want to go for a ride in the car?" Well. I raced to the garage door with bone in mouth. Zipped through the door with bone in mouth. And waited by the car, still with bone in mouth. Diane picked me up and put me in my crate. Now here I am. With my bone. Wondering what happens next. Hm. |
AuthorMy name is Diane and I share my life with a Cardigan Welsh Corgi named Yodel. Yodel is my third Cardi and he is just wonderful. He is still quite young and doesn't know what he wants to be when he grows up. For now he is learning agility and Rally obedience. My previous Cardigans, Pekoe and Kiwi, were accomplished obedience and agility dogs. Maybe Yodel will follow in their footsteps. Archives
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