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I really wanted to chase them. It took a lot of self restraint not to. Maybe I had a little help with the restraint.

 
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They even have shopping. What is that guy doing in the picture? It looks difficult.

 
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Went for a ride on the tube today. I think it's like the subway in New York, but I'm not sure. I've never seen the New York City subway. I'm not allowed on it because I can't fit in a bag. Seems sizest to me, but what are you going to do. In London I'm more than welcome to take the tube. It makes getting around much easier.

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We went to some place called Richmond to watch the Olympic torch go by. There were lots of people and I couldn't see anything at first.

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But then some nice people let me peek through. They even petted my head while we were waiting. Very friendly in this country.

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And there it was. That's neat to think that 8,000 people across the country will carry the torch and pass it along.

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Glad I got a seat on the ride home.

 
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Feeling much better today, so decided to take a look around. I'm having a hard time believing this is the city. Don't get me wrong. I like cities a lot. There are lots of interesting smell, potential nibbles on the sidewalks, other dogs to greet 'n sniff. It's a good life. But this is lovely. Hyde Park I think they called it. I could get used to this.

 
Still not feeling so great. I'm never going to eat a whole chicken again. That's not true. Given the opportunity I'd do it again in a heartbeat. But that will be our little secret, ok?
 
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Okay. If you're going to have a whole chicken just sitting there, in the open on your picnic blanket, then I think it's fair game. I don't understand what all the fuss was about.

We were out for a stroll in Kensington Gardens. I wasn't on my leash because here, apparently, you can be untethered in the park and it's not against the law or anything. I'm minding my own business, wandering around, eating a little grass, when suddenly the most incredibly, delicious odor comes wafting past me. At first I thought it was coming from the ground and I put my nose very close to the grass. Even tried to dig a bit with it (I have a pretty big nose). I'm not suppose to do that, so I stopped (ok, maybe not right away, but I had to make sure the smell wasn't coming from there) and tried to figure out the direction of the delectable scent.

Next thing I knew my body took on a life of it's own. It galloped toward the smell, and was rewarded with a large, beautiful rotisserie chicken. Suddenly there was a lot of yelling and commotion. I took off, the whole chicken hanging out of my mouth. I didn't care if I kept hearing "drop it".  I was not going to surrender my chicken. I found it fair and square. Only way to solve the problem was to gulp it down. Chicken gone. Problem solved.

Geesh. I don't know why my person is so angry with me. The people whose chicken it was seemed very happy. They were laughing and taking pictures of me. They didn't even take the money my person offered them to pay for the chicken. Clearly, they wanted me to have it all along.

Oh, one more thing, if you're going to run away with a chicken in your mouth, I advise not running into Kensington Palace.
 
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I bring my own bag. I'm very environmentally conscientious. I wonder if it's the same here as it is in  New York. There's usually quite a smorgasbord available . On the ground, not in the stores.

 
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Not being able to bring my food was the best thing that ever happened to me. They don't sell here what I normally eat. Since I'm a delicate creature I can't just start eating a different dog food right away. It has to be added to my diet slowly or I get very ill. You do not want a 150lb dog being sick. It is not a pretty sight (or smell). As a result I'm getting turkey, sweet potatoes, carrots and yogurt. Can you say delicious. I may have to pretend the new dog food makes me sick so I get to keep eating this. Shhhhh. It will be our little secret, ok.

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    Hi. I'm Cooper Dog, but you can call me Cooper. I'm heading to the Edinburgh Festival Fringe as part of the LISTEN! THE RIVER team.

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