After intense contract negotiations I have agreed to come back for K-9 Kamp Three: The Search for Rock (Hard Abs.) At the age of five and looking, if I may say so, in fine form, there is no need for me to rejoin the kamp but my partner in K-9 Kamp Krime, my Daddy, is a fat horse of a different color. I think Foley could use K-9 Kamp but she got a note excusing her. It read: “Dear K-9 Kamp director: Foley will be unable to do K-9 Kamp again this year because she has a lactating patella, arthritis, and spends every day toning the most important muscle in her body, her tongue. Signed Foley’s Mother.” On the other hand I am glad that Foley is not joining us. There are two main exercises that Daddy and I do. One is the ball chasing. Daddy throws the ball and I chase it, which is how I keep my fine form, but it does not give Daddy much exercise, except when he has to crawl on the ground to get the ball from under a hutch, or under the bed, or on a grate, or,
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