I can smell the great outdoors.I remember where i last roamed free, i can sense every detail, every sight, scent, the feel of the ground beneath my feet.
The excitement rushes through my veins, pushing me on to the next great discovery, then the next and the next...
I reel myself back from my dreams of freedom.
I stare at the leash with great longing, for i know, even with the restraint, i am free.
My tail wags furiously, hoping he'll notice, hoping he'll say,"Good doggie, come on. Let's go!"
I whine pitifully, scratching at the door.
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I have had enough of staying home.
I'm bored out of my brains.
I need to GET OUT.
Do i really need to resort to barking and whining?
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ANYONE, pleaaaaase take me out?
lets go lets go. i need to shop. dp beckons!
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