I’m Rusty sitting in the garden looking
at my owner thinking why won’t you
make a fuss of me. By rubbing my
belly and making a fuss of me.
By rubbing my belly and stroking my fur.
Please will you feed me and take me for
A walk so that I can get some exercise
By running around the field.
Please will you give my fur a good
brush to make me feel better.
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