I got a new friend today.
My person must have been feeling guilty about not taking me to play with all those kids at Vacation Bible School…
…because she brought me a new friend.
It’s not every day that I get a new friend, so I was really excited when she showed up.
But I got kind of worried.
She might run out of room on her face for painting and try to paint mine.
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So I decided to take her for a walk.
She started out to be a great walker.
Waiting patiently while I checked my messages.
Well, I thought she was waiting patiently.
Come on, new friend.
I’m not finished checking my messages yet.
This is really bad.
My person must have given my new friend lessons.
She’s yanking on my leash just like my person does.
I’d better explain to her what a disaster it could be if I miss an important message.
Wait a minute, new friend.
You don’t get it.
I’ve got to go back.
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Does anybody know where there’s a training class to teach people how to walk their dogs?
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