The drift wood is like shagged glass as its floating up to land.My owner chucks a stick for me i get it and take it back to him. He chucks it again and it goes into the sea i get it and take it back to him. I go and find another stick because he lost it. The sea is like a flat bit of paper. The sharp stones dig into my paws as i ran for the other stick.
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