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| the day I went 16 weeks, "Pluto" came to say hello | first time at the playground - I knew my place ! |
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| After the exercise, waiting for dinner to come up ... | that's my boy ! - he's never failed me, so far ... |
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| 18 weeks, at Djurgården, having a go on a Pudel ... | the brown fella was useless - in love, you know. |
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| Seen enough ? In front of a minor ! - I looked away | and found a real gentleman to talk to - what a day ! |
