The only time I allow The Dog to ride shotgun is when we go down to the beach. The Dog has his own blanket, a ratty candy cane job from my old bed. He does not jump up into the passenger seat until after I've draped and smoothed it
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I liked the story, it made me want to go to the beach so much! My dog would never behave at a beach, though, he's a German Shepherd with a mind of his own. -Allie.
Nice, happy and vivid. I like how you show the relationship. My family had a yellow lab for 14 years, named Sophie. I can picture her being kind of like this. (Oh, she would have ADORED a full hamburger, but the only human food Sophie got was dropped food.)
I am a HUUUUUGE dog lover, so I adored this entry like crazy. It's so well written and evocative. Your dog was such a dog, in his dog way that's half-interpreted through our human perspective and tendency to give them human traits.
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Anyway, yeah. Love this :)
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