Track: The Real Dog
Now Track always entered the dog park looking for puddles, big round
trees and squirrels
to chase. This was his mission and in that order. Everyday
Track would hear the occasional big guy with a pal dog of his say, "Now
Track's a real dog!" or "That's what I call a real dog!" This
always
made Track's head go sideways and his ears flip and flop. He
just could not understand what was meant by this. He saws Dotson's, and
beagles, and terriers go by. He ran with Shepherds and Greyhounds, and Huskies.
He played alongside Labradors, Bulldogs, poodles and more, but could not figure
out what a real dog he was. To him all the dogs were real and nothing fake or
deceiving. They had tails and ears like his. They have coats of fur like his.
The scratched their butts like him, and they licked their friends like him.
They ran through puddles like him. They loved to cuddle like him. They jumped
over tree stumps like him. They even fetched balls like him. They chased the
squirrels like him. They got in trouble like him. They ran fast like him. They
passed gas like him.
In the end Track decided that all dogs were real. Real Dogs are
dogs no matter how big or small. Real dogs are dogs no matter how skinny or
tall. Real dogs are real dogs and real dogs are all.
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