ROSCO'S POV
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I ran around my yard, hoping for something fun. A dog barking. I barked back. The dog was not friendly. I decided to ignore the dog. Oh yes! I could play with Tasha, a pug. And I am a Black Lab. But where is Tasha? I scratched on the door and my master let me in. I found Tasha laying on the couch. "Hello, Rosco," she said.
I jumped onto the couch. "Hey Tasha!" I called. Tasha wasn't a big fan of wrestling, but of course she would take it.
I started jumping onto Tasha.
TASHA'S POV
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I jumped off the couch. Why? Will you just leave me alone Rosco? I thought. Rosco followed. "Seriously, Rosco stop!" I said. It was hopeless. Why would you play with a dog who Ain't wanna play? Oh come on! I barked. Rosco got attention.
Perfect. Then he jumped onto me. Not perfect. I growled.
"Rosco please stop I mean it. Seriously!" I called but it was useless.