+ Follow BASSET HOUNDS AND CORGIS Tag
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[Title] => And there they go
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The sun came out last Sunday. Gorby and Tasha, my Toy Poodles, were happy. I promised them I would take them to the second annual "Great Dog Dash" of the Philippine Animal Welfare Society (PAWS) at Eastwood City. "Yip, yap, yip, yap," Gorby and Tasha chorused as they hopped into the car for the trip.
[DatePublished] => 2006-08-12 00:00:00
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[AuthorName] => Kathy Moran
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[Title] => Small doggies rule
[Summary] => It was an opportunity of a lifetime for one-year-old Gorby, my Toy Poodle. I am his human and yes, a stage human I am.
We were up bright and early last Sunday to participate in the "Great Dog Race" which was to be held at 4 p.m.
I admit it – I had been practicing with Gorby for the race.
"C’mon Gorby you can do this," I say to Gorby to encourage him for the race. Gorby is a really silent sort of guy, but a very loving one. He looks at me intently, and runs when I throw his little toys for him to chase.
[DatePublished] => 2005-12-03 00:00:00
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BASSET HOUNDS AND CORGIS
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The sun came out last Sunday. Gorby and Tasha, my Toy Poodles, were happy. I promised them I would take them to the second annual "Great Dog Dash" of the Philippine Animal Welfare Society (PAWS) at Eastwood City. "Yip, yap, yip, yap," Gorby and Tasha chorused as they hopped into the car for the trip.
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[Title] => Small doggies rule
[Summary] => It was an opportunity of a lifetime for one-year-old Gorby, my Toy Poodle. I am his human and yes, a stage human I am.
We were up bright and early last Sunday to participate in the "Great Dog Race" which was to be held at 4 p.m.
I admit it – I had been practicing with Gorby for the race.
"C’mon Gorby you can do this," I say to Gorby to encourage him for the race. Gorby is a really silent sort of guy, but a very loving one. He looks at me intently, and runs when I throw his little toys for him to chase.
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