My Puppy Brady

One day my puppy Brady came out to play, he pooped on the sidewalk then walked away- my neighbor John came out and started to shout, “that darn puppy needs to learn to stay!” So, Brady was snuff and snorted “RUFF!” He wiggled as I giggled but John had enough- I grabbed the leash and left the scoop, now John was left to pick up the darn poop! *true story about my lazy and disgruntled neighbor hating my sweet and not so innocent puppy Brady* August 19th, 2017
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