Mack the Wild Dog

Mack the Wild Dog By Megan Linke I am sick of being a pet. I am not fit for it. As a pet, I sit on a mat all day. I let kids pet me. I let kids pat me. I sit. I stay. I beg. I am led by the neck, up and back. I have had it! I am not a pet. I’m a wild dog! I will run over hills! I will hop till I drop! I will dig, dig, dig! And yet… Outside, it will be cold. It will be cold and wet, I bet. So, maybe I am OK on my mat. Yes, I am OK as a pet. ™ © Advanced Assessment Systems/LinkIt! Passage provided under license from Use and duplication is restricted to licensees only.

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