There are dogs, dogs, dogs, everywhere. They are on every street, in every house, everywhere you look there is a dog. They never bother you or follow you but they are just loose all over. The mean dogs are the ones the people own that are behind their gates so you never want to go through a persons gate without them letting you in.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
My blog is going to be a little out of order so hopefully you can all follow it.
There are dogs, dogs, dogs, everywhere. They are on every street, in every house, everywhere you look there is a dog. They never bother you or follow you but they are just loose all over. The mean dogs are the ones the people own that are behind their gates so you never want to go through a persons gate without them letting you in.
There are dogs, dogs, dogs, everywhere. They are on every street, in every house, everywhere you look there is a dog. They never bother you or follow you but they are just loose all over. The mean dogs are the ones the people own that are behind their gates so you never want to go through a persons gate without them letting you in.
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