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A BIRTHDAY POEM FROM THE DOG
You feed me when I'm hungry,
You keep water in my dish,
You let me sleep on anything,
Or in any place I wish.
You sometimes let me lick your hands,
Or even lick your face,
Despite the fct I've licked mySELF
In every private place.
You taught me how to come when called,
You taught me how to sit,
You always let me go outside
So I can take a ...........stroll.
I've been with you through oh, so much,
Through laughter and through tears,
I hope you live to be a hundred......
(that's 700 in doggy years!).
Author unknown
"Each problem is an opportunity in disguise."
~ Wayne Dyer
While drug-sniffing dogs are trained to bark like crazy, go "aggressive" at the first whiff of the right powder... Bomb-sniffing dogs are trained to go "passive" lest they set off a motion sensor or a noise sensor or any number of other things that might go "kablooie."
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