I got a walk through the neighborhood! My foster people put on my leash and we were off! First, I sniffed, and sniffed, and sniffed. Of course, my puppy-coordination isn't always the best. All that sniffing lead me to walk straight into a telephone pole. And I may have sort of tripped into a bit of a grassy ditch. Those foster people just laughed at me, so I wagged my tail and started sniffing along again. Then I met some nice other dogs and got to say hello. I even met a toddler around the corner. I said hello with a lick on her chin and a wag of my tail.
When we got back to the foster-house, I was awful tired from all that rescue day excitement:
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| pretty skinny, i know. but don't worry, these foster people are workin on fattenin' me up |
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