I know what you must be thinking… “What was he thinking?!” Well, I’ll tell you. It was quite simple. I was thinking “Chicken”.
Dad was doing a shoot for Oscar’s mom (Oscar and I go to the same dog run) and she makes hats and scarfy things. Some female humans were wearing the hats for the photo shoot, but when they were finished, Dad thought it would be funny to put one on me. Geepees! That was uncomfortable… there weren’t even ear holes! Don’t get me wrong… the hats were nice on the modeling girls, but personally, I’d rather chew them than put them on; that’s just not natural. Still… the chicken was goooooood!
Also, Dad finally figured out that my body was better in profile so that my peeing leg wasn’t pointing straight at him.
Geepees! You know… I heard about some dogs that live in a far-away snowy land, and they have to pull humans on the snow on wooden cars with no motors. Well, no motors except for the dogs. I heard that they get raw meat thrown to them after pulling one of those things for a day, so I guess it’s not all bad. Still… humans are much bigger than dogs
Anywhich, the point is that Dad got really angrivated at me for eating sticks and then getting those sticks sticked inside of me or doing a big stomach-spit in the middle of the dark long sleep time to get them out of me. So he came up with this biking plan to keep me active while keeping him active too. It’s kinda fun, and I like to sleep a lot when we get home.Â Still… it’s not as nice as eating sticks.