From Spot's Point of View
The Fairy Blogmother's broken bone has curtailed more than her daily doings. As a matter of fact, an illness or accident upsets the entire family, even the favorite pooch. So distressed was Lucy at her masters' fall, she felt the need to express her feelings via the Blogmother's brother. They spoke on the phone and through a series of barks and whines, the Optomist translated and sent along the following:
FROM SPOT’S POINT OF VIEW….
- A guest blog entry from “The Optimist” aka the Fairy Blogmother’s brother.
Hello, my name is Lucy, and I’m a large chocolate Labrador retriever. I’m an adult dog with a puppy’s spirit. The Fairy Blogmother is my best friend. We have gone for long walks almost every day since I was born. But she has broken her ankle and I’m helping her out by writing her blog for her. I’ve never done this before, but she tells me it’s not difficult .The way I figure it, a blog is an electronic form of fire hydrant sniffing.
I had thought of using this opportunity as a forum for an anti-human rant, but my better nature thought I’d go for some interspecies understanding. After all, we’re all creatures on this small planet, and if we remove some of our misunderstandings, we’ll all live on a higher plane.
I guess we dogs could work on improving our patience a bit, and you people could spring for a sprinkling of ground chuck on top of our Kibbles, and maybe a little scratch behind our ears, now and then. And another thing: due to our anatomy, we have a disparity in walking speeds. As we have twice as many legs as you have, we are forced to walk an an impossibly slow crawl to keep at an even pace with you while we’re on the leash. And while I’m on the subject of legs, you’d think with only two legs, you could keep them from getting tangled up and falling and breaking bones and such.
I don’t understand the obsession that people have with dog poop. When I’m on a walk and I drop a load, it is quickly picked up in a baggie and put in to a larger plastic bag. What is that about? I’ve talked with other dogs who report the same human behavior and we’re stumped. One dog even suggested that it as a ‘fear factor’ type of ritual. However, I refuse to believe that. It turns my stomach. Well, whatever you do with those plastic bags, enjoy.
Another thing that we canines need clarification on: I’ve noticed lately that the traffic is growing worse every day. It also seems that many of the nice old fields and woods where I used to chase rabbits have sprouted cheesy town houses and other ugly developments. This can only mean that humans are galloping toward over-population. I think you folks should contemplate the words of your great prophet, Bob Barker, and get yourself spayed or neutered.
Well, that’s all I have on my mind now. Please keep a prayer in your heart for the Fairy Blogmother’s quick recovery. I sure do miss our daily walks and chasing the tennis balls in the back yard.
Thanks, Lucy
FROM SPOT’S POINT OF VIEW….
- A guest blog entry from “The Optimist” aka the Fairy Blogmother’s brother.
Hello, my name is Lucy, and I’m a large chocolate Labrador retriever. I’m an adult dog with a puppy’s spirit. The Fairy Blogmother is my best friend. We have gone for long walks almost every day since I was born. But she has broken her ankle and I’m helping her out by writing her blog for her. I’ve never done this before, but she tells me it’s not difficult .The way I figure it, a blog is an electronic form of fire hydrant sniffing.
I had thought of using this opportunity as a forum for an anti-human rant, but my better nature thought I’d go for some interspecies understanding. After all, we’re all creatures on this small planet, and if we remove some of our misunderstandings, we’ll all live on a higher plane.
I guess we dogs could work on improving our patience a bit, and you people could spring for a sprinkling of ground chuck on top of our Kibbles, and maybe a little scratch behind our ears, now and then. And another thing: due to our anatomy, we have a disparity in walking speeds. As we have twice as many legs as you have, we are forced to walk an an impossibly slow crawl to keep at an even pace with you while we’re on the leash. And while I’m on the subject of legs, you’d think with only two legs, you could keep them from getting tangled up and falling and breaking bones and such.
I don’t understand the obsession that people have with dog poop. When I’m on a walk and I drop a load, it is quickly picked up in a baggie and put in to a larger plastic bag. What is that about? I’ve talked with other dogs who report the same human behavior and we’re stumped. One dog even suggested that it as a ‘fear factor’ type of ritual. However, I refuse to believe that. It turns my stomach. Well, whatever you do with those plastic bags, enjoy.
Another thing that we canines need clarification on: I’ve noticed lately that the traffic is growing worse every day. It also seems that many of the nice old fields and woods where I used to chase rabbits have sprouted cheesy town houses and other ugly developments. This can only mean that humans are galloping toward over-population. I think you folks should contemplate the words of your great prophet, Bob Barker, and get yourself spayed or neutered.
Well, that’s all I have on my mind now. Please keep a prayer in your heart for the Fairy Blogmother’s quick recovery. I sure do miss our daily walks and chasing the tennis balls in the back yard.
Thanks, Lucy
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