Farm dog

Are we going now?

Are we going now?

It’s fun being a farm dog.

Why’s that?

I get to ride in the back of a pickup and put my head out of the window and get my ears flapping and smell interesting things.

And fall out.

Um, yes that did happen. Once.

I hope that’s the last time. Just as well I was watching and saw it coming.

Oh, and I get to eat interesting things.

We  won’t go into that!

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