My trails don’t have any trees that turn color in the fall, but it seems like things are turning yellow anyway.
Maybe I’m colorblind, I know dogs aren’t supposed to see color very well, but something’s different.
I walked and I walked, and it seemed like everywhere I looked I saw yellow.
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There’s so much of it that it seems like all the bushes are turning yellow.
I sure hope it’s not catching.
I would look funny if I turned into a yellow dog – at least that shade of yellow anyway.
I couldn’t get rid of that yellow stuff. It was all over the place.
And then I thought, maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me.
Or maybe I’m just imagining things.
So I checked it out closer.
Yup, it even smells yellow.
I’d had enough of this yellow, so I decided to head back home.
I can relax. There’s no yellow there.
Then I headed out to my backyard.
I’m really in trouble now.
Even my yard is turning yellow!
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