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Brice took Twoey on a walk around the lake most every day, because though she was a pretty small dog, she never quite seemed to run out of energy. Now lately she had taken to teaching herself how to swim. It definitely interrupted the walk, but since Brice was usually putty in Twoey's paws, he allowed her to play and splash as much as she wanted while he sat making sure she didn't drown herself.
"Not so far out!" he called out and whistled. "Twoey, get back here!"
The little brown dog came up on land and shook water out of her fur before trotting up to her master, where she got a treat and a pat for her trouble. Brice was always very generous with treats.
"Not so far out!" he called out and whistled. "Twoey, get back here!"
The little brown dog came up on land and shook water out of her fur before trotting up to her master, where she got a treat and a pat for her trouble. Brice was always very generous with treats.