This is a new series. I previously posted. Star, who is Not My Cat©️. Because I love all animals, let’s talk about dogs.

This is my friend Petey. His full name is Peter, but his mom only calls him Peter if he is in trouble.

Petey is my neighbor’s dog. I’ve known him since he was a puppy. He is now about two years old. He gets very excited to see me when we greet each other at the back fence. One time he peed a little, he was so happy to see me. I take that as a great honor. (But it’s only an honor for dogs, not people.)

When I first met Petey, it was at the fence. I never saw him outside of the fence until I went to a party at his house. He could not believe I had legs. After the party, I returned to my home, and again was trapped by the fence, legless.

I don’t see Petey very often, but when I do, I run out the front door to chase him down when he’s on a walk. Or, if he’s in the backyard, I will wave, but I will try not to disrupt him from his resting spot in the sun. I saw him Friday afternoon while he was walking. I chased him down and he came back. He was excited to see me, and he was wearing a cap.

Petey is a mutt. He is very cute and I love him.

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