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Pass the Buck Dogs
The First Time I Saw….Pass the Buck Dogs
See the ball?
What ball?
The one she just threw.
Oh, go get it.
You go get it.
No, it’s your turn.
I’m tired.
Play with her.
Run. Make her glad.
No. You.
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Written in response to a Trifecta Writing Challenge: 33 one syllable words taking off from The First Time I Saw.
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heh cute
This is so good. Loved it from the animals’ perspective which makes it so unique. Beautiful!
Oh, the burdens of having to entertain an owner! It reminds me of how students must view their teachers……….can’t we just play on the computer!? Why do we have to do work during our computer time!? Ughhhhhhh! 🙂 Thanks for an uplifting post. 🙂
Hahaha Totally. Love the title!
Hahaha! This is probably exactly what they say. We tried to toss the tennis ball to our golden retriever and she looked back at us as if to say, “what’d you do that for.” We had to go get the ball. I thought retrievers were supposed to retrieve things….silly me 🙂
Only one of our dogs retrieves but only in the water. No land retrieving. Ha!
Hahaha, this is great. I totally believe your dogs talk like that 🙂 Thanks for sharing!
Neither of my dogs will play Fetch with me either. Not sure if that makes them dumb or very smart.