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My elementary school was less than a KM away from my house, and my dog and I were pretty closesly bonded, so a lot of times Id get out of school and find him waiting for me. But the best time was when I was sitting in 7th grade, paying attention to the bord when I get hit on the arm, and I look over thinking it's the person behind/beside me, but nope. There's Duke. Wagging his tail, sitting beside me. I just laughed and asked teh teacher if I could walk him home.
I've never been in a PANIC thinking my dog was missing or had to chase him down. He's usually the one following us.
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