and i get to go on my BIG walk in a huge park. here's me at my big park. that's where there are a lot of dogs as well as different smells from the other park. i've made a few friends at the park.first of all, there's jackson. he's a border collie, black and brown. he's fun and obviously friends with EVERYBODY! everyone tells me that he's Top Dog at the park. i like chasing him round the park...so do the other dogs actually. i've seen his mum and dad too, and they both seem very nice.
i also like rosie, who's a small white and brown jack russell. she only has a dad, and no mum. she's much smaller than me and we like to run around together. she's really bossy, and tells other dogs what to do.
benji looks very similar to me - he's a basenji, a dog of egyptian origins. he's light brown and has a tail that's all curled up on his back, instead of sticking straight up in the air like mine. he tells me that he can't bark - i wonder how he speaks to his owner! he said that he used to have a mum, but she's gone away and now he only has a dad.
i've seen a number of huskies - i like them. it's those eyeeeeeesss....they're very hypnotic aren't they?! there's also an older jack russell that goes to the park with her dad...who smells funny and talks funny. but she's friendly.
what i don't like is other dogs running up to me. it makes me feel threatened, so as soon as they run up, i snipe at them to warn them to stay away. i also don't like are pit bulls and most labs - most of them are unfriendly (although there are one or two lab puppies that i don't mind) and think that they can bully me just because i'm smaller than them. i tell them not to come near me or my mum and dad. they're the gangsters of the dog world...and there are so many of them, they're a dime a dozen. boring!
now me...i'm interesting. at least that's what dad tells me all the time. he says that other dads and mums stop to ask him about me. they tell me that i'm a lovely dog. dad says that i'm handsome! i don't know what those words mean, but i think they're good words. we're still trying to work out what i am, although dad thinks that i've got border collie in me because of my colouring. but mum says that there are no border collies back in malaysia, so i can't be a mix of border collie.
a few weeks ago, we found this orange thing that flies. dad or mum throws it in the air and then it flies for a bit before landing on the ground. i chase it, pick it up and run away with it before they can get it back. sometimes they beat me to it and then they throw it again. i try to catch it in the air before it lands, but it's quite difficult and very tiring.i also like to roll around on the ground to cool myself on the grass. or if there's an itch on my back that needs scratching. here's a picture of my rolling around with my orange flying thing next to me. mum and dad think that it's funny when i do that.
we went to another park once, but it was quite boring. there were no other dogs there, and mum and dad said that they didn't want to go back there. mum made me take this picture with her - it looks like she's strangling me, but she's not, really. we took this picture at the boring park. dad and mum kept throwing the orange thing for me to run after, while they sat down! how lazy.
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