I had a great time this morning. Guess what? I found a loaf of bread and ate it all. Patricia was worried about me and phoned the vet who told her I would be ok. Real rocket science. I could have told Patricia myself but she didn't ask. The truth is I could have eaten a second loaf.
I went to training this afternoon. Lots of romping with other German Shepherds. I heard John and Patricia telling the other owners that I had eaten a loaf of bread. Big deal. I chatted to some of the other German Shepherd puppies. They were quite envious and admitted that they had their eye on their own loaves of bread and were just waiting for a chance to pounce.
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