I try so hard to talk to my people but they don't understand. I was barking to go out, barking to go in, out, in. Sigh. Mom was getting frustrated. She knew I had chewed on a bully stick and ran around the yard and house with some toys. But I needed more. She finally got the message when she reached for my collar and I gave a big old air chomp. Then I picked up a stick and looked at her. Ah-ha moment! She went and got a brand new bone out of the freezer for me. Thanks, mom! 
 


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