Y she boss disappeared for y day a couple of days ago. I wouldn't mind but I know she went to y seaside and I LOVE y traeth. I read her smells like a book when she came home. I know she went with my friend Peter, I know she had an ice cream, I know she went for a paddle, I know she walked on y traeth for a while and worst of all, I know she gave a foreign dog with funny accent some fuss and here's y proof.........
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You can tell a mile off that he's Welsh. Grrr. Why didn't she take me? All she brought me was a handful of measly shells .....
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I did have a really good walk for miles and miles the day after though in Sutton Park with the he and she boss which made up for it to some extent
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