Hi, this is Morgan. I'm all excited, because I was promoted to "wing man"
My foster daddy plays the wing game (pheasant wing attached to a fishing pole) with all of us. On the first day, I didn't know what the other guys were even doing...I wanted to just run in the yard.
But NOW, all I want to do is play, play, play with that pheasant wing, whenever I get the chance. It's so much fun. Sometimes I catch it and foster daddy has to be a bit patient and wait for me to release it...but can't you blame me for wanting to hold on to the big prize?
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