My littlest person was very sad. She wanted to play in the snow, but she had to go to the place she calls "school". I felt the same. I did not want to get in the truck. I wanted to stay and play.
I like to sniff under the snow and dig with my paws. And I like this game.
But we only got to play for a little while before my people made me go in the truck. I was in the truck a lot today.
I am trying to be a Good Dog, really I am. But I also really wanted to play in the wonderful snow. In the middle of the day when Momma C took me back to the place where she does the thing called "work", I decided to go to the park instead. Momma C was not happy with this. I guess I am a Bad Dog again.
Why can't I just play in the snow?
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