Mommy and Daddy took me to the elementary school down the road to play with Boomer. I loved it. Boom and I ran and ran, chased a bumper, sometimes retrieved the bumper, and rolled around in the mud. We finally pooped out and were ready to go. We started walking towards the gate when a man and his dog, Louie, showed up.
The man said Louie was friendly. We greeted each other, followed by a second wind of romping. Boomer was too tired to keep up, so I had Louie all to myself. Louie was a good looking fellow with wavy curls of black and white. I asked him what his nationality was and he said he was a water dog from Portugal. I've never heard of that place before, so I looked it up. After all I read, I wouldn't mind having one for a brother!