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I shall never forget the very first day,

I went out on a lead, a very short way.

Every few yards

I'd stop to chase

Every small leaf

A-whirl in space.

I would turn and I'd sit, I would pull and I'd cry,

I would clutch at the feet of all who passed by.

I would ignore

A stern command,

I would receive a reprimand.

A walk that had taken two minutes before,

With me on a lead, took ten minutes more.

That day it seemed

Was hard and sad,

This day I walk

And I am glad.