I went to the Mall today to watch Irish dancing by the kids. Cute but too short. Just one dance. We are all Irish today. Took the little pooch. The noise was incredible. He was exhausted by just looking. I had him wrapped in a nice towel. Noticed afterwards that he must have peed into the towel. Can't blame him. Some of the kids wanted to pet him. No problem. He is a darling and needs to be socialized. My husband was PURE Irish. Never could dance with him together because he would always hop up and down and I am from continental Europe and we waltz - glide along. Picture this: Me trying to glide and he hopping up and down. Never could make him glide and I thought hopping up and down was for children.
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