They bark at me every time I pass their yard.
Which is every day – because their yard is right by my trails.
I guess they’re trying to tell me who’s boss.
Okay fine.
I didn’t want to come in your yard anyway.
You can be the boss of your yard.
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But today something different happened.
I found them on my trails.
My trails, mind you.
And they still tried to tell they were the boss.
But I gave them a little different perspective.
It’s kind of hard to tell somebody you’re the boss when they’re towering over you.
Okay guys, I guess I’ll let you come on my trails.
Just remember who the boss is.
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