I am beginning to worry about my owners health. He smokes and has a family history of emphysema. We no longer go out on walks, instead, he takes me to the beach and drives his truck while I run after him.
Today, we had our first sign of frost, and if history repeats itself, I am in for a long winter. At least I am not like my friend Sweetie, who I rarely see outside.
Why doesn't my owner realize that his health is as important as mine?
Signed,
Frosted Flake
Dear F.F.,
I couldn't believe my eyes when I came across this same practice the other day. I was dumbfounded when I witness my fellow canines chasing a green pickup truck on a long stretch of the pacific coastline. My owner just stopped his pace and glanced over at me with such wonderment. I know the folks in my town are well mannered and conscientious of the outdoor world, but I had no idea how bizarrely indolent they are.
I strongly suggest you fetch the yellow pages and place it besides your owner, or next time you are in a pet store, enquire about a dog walker. Most towns and cities have them. In fact, I just skimmed over the pet services in craigslist and found some very affordable dog walkers. Your owner may be a bit hesitant at first, but remind him of the money he will be saving on gas and having to drive aimlessly on the beach.
Live happy!
Sundance
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