I was sitting on a park bench recently with my newly rescued little dog, Biscuit, on my lap. As a young boy rode by on his bicycle, Biscuit began barking. The boy stopped a few feet away and asked me why the dog was barking at him, and I replied that sometimes he barks at people on bicycles. He thought for a minute and then said, “Well, here comes my little sister, so it’s a good thing she’s on a tricycle!”
Jacqueline Pierce / Beverly
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