Roman Dog

The life of a Roman dog, as told by Roman, the dog.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

A Job Well Done

When I am done chasing the Frisbee, I bring it under the trampoline, which is the closest thing we have to a sheep pen here. I know what I'm doing and someday I will be baddest sheep herder in the Hills. My master thinks I am just playing. Actually, this is all very calculated and premeditated. I am not going to be made a fool of when they release me someday to round up sheep. Sheep are Frisbees, as far as I'm concerned, and Frisbees are Sheep.

Later,

- Roman

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