
Seems like all my life I've been on a tether (leash ya'll). It is just not fair. Bradley's got this red collar with that funny looking little black box on it and he has the run of the yard. Not Fair! Stomp! Not fair! That stomp was me putting my foot down!!!!

Well, look whose smilimg now. Pop got me a red collar with a little black box. He also put little white flags all around the yard (wierd). Then he put that dog-gone leash back on me and started walking to one of those little white flags. I'm curious, so I trot right along beside him over to the flag when suddenly WHAM-O! Something hit me right in the neck. After turning a flip straight up in the air I turned around high-tailing it back into the middle of my yard. You will not believe this; but, Pop walked to five different places around the yard with me on that dang tether and DID THE SAME THING! Now, I might not be the smartest boxer in Raleigh; but, after the fifth wham-o I'm not going near those white flags. Opps, I just realized NO MORE LEASH. I'm smiling because I'm FREE, free, free at last to run in my own yard (just don't near the flags).

While I'm chewing on a pine limb Bradley comes over to welcome me to my new found freedom. YEPPIE!