The daily lives of a man and his dog trying to get through each day with as much humor as possible and using each other as a crutch every step of the way
Sunday, August 19, 2012
No Dog To Walk
With Molly being at the kennel and me being out of town, I feel lost without a dog to walk or to talk to or to confide in. Molly is my personal version of a therapy dog. She makes sure I get my exercise, she makes sure I get up on time in the mornings, and she lets me know when I am out of treats. She is also my security system. She lets me know when someone is at the door, she warns me when the UPS guy is in the neighborhood, and she tells me when one of those fleabags in the neighborhood is walking by. I have been around dogs all my life and it is very hard to survive without one for 5 days.
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