Though my curiosity got the better of me and decided to sneak up on this strange puppy. His name is Peter.
TURNS OUT HE'S NOT A PUPPY AT ALL!
He seemed nice enough even though he didn't really play with me. He did let me come up to sniff him. He didn't seem to mind, and he even let me stick my big nose right into his fur.
A little poke here, a little poke there, he would occasionally move around as he munched on leaves, and leave little treats each time I poked him a little.
Voila! My own Pez dispenser!
I sure hope Peter comes to the dog run again soon.
4 comments:
You must go to the dog park every day. I love those bunny pez's.
Slobbers,
Mango
We wish we had our very own Peter the Pez dispenser, too!
~ Victor and PeterPan
Mango, if I didn't go to the dog park every day, I'd eat my humans' bed. It keeps me calm.
P.S. I met a mastiff today but I don't think he's a full mastiff because I'm bigger than him. And he's not brindle like you. just brown.
Maybe Peter is part basset hound! Look at those ears!
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