Dessie did what?

For the past month I've been going to the forest in Kålltorp with Nate Dog. We take a really big car out there, it stops many places and it's usually packed with people. If I lie down straight away, I can usually convince Nate to give me a treat. Once we get out there, we go for a run in the forest and then head to the hundpark for training. The only downside is that I don't have much of an opportunity to visit my friends from the neighborhood. I haven't seen Ghostface, a 10 year old Golden Retriever, or Stella, my ex-girlfriend, in ages. (Actually it's probably better that I don't see Stella, she'll probably have a nervous breakdown when she gets a taste of what she's missing). This is not to say that I haven't met lots of new friends out there though. Every week I meet and play with new friends in the area. There's one old bitch that I'm particularly fond of. She looks just like me and reminds me of my mother. They're the only gals I have ever seen to lift their leg when they pee. She's a 6 year old Pharaoh Hound and her name is Dessie. We chase each other around and bark real loud. She's been teaching me a few new things about life as well. She has quite the smeller on her and can even tell which dirt is good for eating. Man I didn't even know I could eat dirt!! I've tried this a few times, but Marie-Louise would not have any of it. Next time I see Dessie, I'll have to ask more about this.