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Rascal's Journal
March 27, 2006
You know that feeling? When you know something is about to come true. When you can taste the answer to the problem on the tip of your tongue. That is how I felt about that Dogpalooza victory. My dreams were fulfilled. At the first Dogpalooza, hard, icy, justice had been served on a steamy platter with a side helping of... victory. I had been told I was not big enough, that I was not strong enough. But now, those days were over. I was the king on top of my own personal mountain.
Yet, I caught myself writing the speech... of my retirement from the world of tug-of-war. Maybe, somewhere, distantly, I thought that was it. That was all I was ever going to achieve. I guess that is basic instinct. You do whatever it takes to stay on top of the heap. But I was not basic anything. I would never be basic. So, as the ink dried on the half- finished speech, I made up my mind. Anything to keep me competing was good. After all, my dynasty, my reign, was just beginning. Anything and everything was possible for me. Welcome to the world of Rascal....
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