Farley here,
Happiness has descended on my village. Yup, I live in a small village.
Every spring, something bad happens. Golfers arrive and take over my park. From May to October, they hit some little ball into a hole. They don’t even chase the balls and bring it back. They just cheer if it goes into the hole. Kind of odd behaviour.
But every fall, they leave. I don’t know where they go, but now I’m free to roam and play,
Check out my terrain!
There are multiple places for me to dig in the sand.
There are tons of sticks in the forest for my to carry and chew.
You can’t see them, but there are also ponds for me to swim in.
And…And…there is no leash in sight.
So yes, happiness has descended on my village.
Woof Woof. Wag Wag.
Creative Story Editors 
Dot feels the same way about her beach. Once the sunbathers are gone she can run around as much as she wants without a leash. Enjoy your village, Farley.
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Silly humans, taking away good running spots.
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Farley, you’re lucky – the crazy people who hit balls into holes are on our patch all year round! 😉
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Maybe next year, I’ll sneak out and chase the balls. Bet the golfers love that.
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It really is a dog’s life, Farley.
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I love my dog’s life.
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I’m happy you got your playground to yourself again, Farley! Have tons of fun.
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Thank you, Christa. Now I just need some snow!
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Gibbs reporting in. Lucky you Farley! The golfers are still on our golf course — last year they stayed until the end of November! Seriously!!! But anyway, dogs are not allowed on the golf course (except the cart paths) at any time of the year…so you have it good there.
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