The other day I went to the dog park to see what was shakin. It was packed, because the weather was nice. I didn't run around too much at first, but just hung with my master. I was just sniffin and then I heard someone say to him, "Is this Tyson?? I saw him walking in and go very excited. I've heard so much about him and how well-behaved he is!" Yep, I'm known around these parts and a dog that can follow orders and is basically a overgrown teddy bear. My master and I hadn't been to the dog park in a couple of months, too. She had a couple of Rotts with her. They were smaller, all shy and needed a bath. Their coats were so dusty looking that they were completely a different color than me. You know my coat stays gleaming.
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