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Doggy Dog Days'
The smell of summer watered fresh cut green grass. Grass stained knees and hands. I would play puppies with my four dogs. I was the baby puppy of my two Rottweiler Ellie and Jethrow, and the little sister of my Rottweiler Molly and some kind of Spaniel Jake. I would stomp all over my Aunt’s and Uncle’s yard. They had this hill that looked like a huge mountain when I would be on my hands and knees in their yard. I would run back and forth pretending I was a little Rottweiler puppy. It was so much fun. The hills looked like mountain, the sky was a blue with white clouds and a yellow ball shining down on me and my dog family.
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