I’ve got it off my chest.

As each day passes on this mortal coil we call earth I despair with Him, if He is an example of mankind you best abandon all hope if He is anything to go by. Is it generic in bipods or has faith been unkind and struck a harsh blow to my lord and Master alone? If the latter, I ask you “what am I to do with the Plank”, there is no saving Him!

“W.A.L.K. and walkies!”
Let’s get a few things straight and out in the open right here, right new.... first and foremost I, we dogs, should I say can spell and understand every word you guys utter. We just choose not to tell all and sundry, but to keep it from the human world as we don’t need or want to be in the limelight anymore then we already are.

“W- A- L- K” and that other one “has anyone seen the L-E-A-D “are really patronising and thus we dogs treat both with the contempt they deserve. Our jumping up and down like a demented banshee on amphetamines while at the same time running around your feet in ever decreasing circles is not a sign of excitement. We are trying to get you humans to stop the rattling of chains’ or leads in mid air in a feeble and vain attempt to attract our attrition is ever so child like... there! I said it! I’ve got it off my chest

I am not a child nor, as He would have it “a puppy”, I am a fully grown up dog, albeit short in stature, but big in the ways of the world and canine life. He and all you guys are always acting in such a manner that in any other situation in your everyday life would have you locked up and the keys thrown away. Incrassation, mainly for His own safety would be the order of the day, so why do it to me... please cease!

While I am on my soap box, who in their right mind came up with “walkies”? Let’s see what the dictionary has to say, quote.... “an indication to a dog that you are going to take it for a walk!” I do despair, it’s me who takes Him out and about for His wellbeing, and I only tag along to make sure He keeps out of trouble and so I can call for help if he falls over AGAIN!

On a lighter note I had the place all to myself yesterday (Wednesday) except for the Lady next door popping in every so often to let me out into the back garden and feed me. It transpired His old friend John “C” had flown in from Toronto, Canada on his way to a holiday in Europe and was in town for the day.... Lucky me! :)

Yours always

Salvador