I will tell you about Charlie. When Jim and Jean let us outside. I usually stroll around, then I sniff a little then I find a place to lift my leg, then I stroll some more and head back to the house. Charlie darts out the door like he is on a mission. He will sprint to the wood pile to see if he can catch a chipmunk. Then he runs a couple of laps around the house. He might remember to lift his leg at some point. I will follow after him to make sure I don't miss anything.
It is the time of year when humans like to shot off fireworks. I do not like fireworks at all. When I hear the loud pop I like to find shelter in the closet or hall bathroom. Charlie just lays there. He does not understand that the sky might be falling.
Charlie farts stinky. Jim and Jean cough and gag. I had occasionally farted a stinky one but not like Charlie.
But Charlie is a very sweet dog. He is always nice to me. He likes everyone. Tonight Jim and Jean took us for a walk in the neighborhood. Charlie met my good friend Sammie. Sammie liked Charlie. Then he met my friend Maddie. Maddie is very timid even though she is huge (she is a great dane). She was too timid to get close to Charlie even though he is a very nice boy. Then we met the black dog that got out of his electric fence. We took him home so he would not get lost. Charlie liked all my friends.
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