Well, I have to say, after all these years it is nice to finally have a voice. Don’t get me wrong, I sing when my boys get home from school and I hollar at the top of my bark when someone approaches the door. Sure, there is that. But now I have more, I can finally share my thoughts with you.
I am affectionately known as Yellow Dog. I am not sure why but it might have something to do with the color of my fur. Either that or my total fear of being left alone. I prefer to think the former.
I do enjoy a good treat and love to go on car rides, especially to get Gray from school. I love to play but my favorite pastime is a good nap. But I am ready at any time for the smallest table scrap or a treat. I am just that kind of dog.
Well, Copper, old Yellow Dog. Let me assure you, I have always believed the appellation Yellow Dog is based on your fur color. Your people are nice and would never call you by a name that would cause you shame. That's not to say you should be ashamed of a fear of staying home alone. Many of us feel the same about that!
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