Not Without My Leash!

You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone.

I hate my leash. At least I thought I did. It’s a device that is meant to put you in your place, to keep you from going where you want to go, and do what you want to do. But I have since accepted it as a necessary evil – my dad refuses to let me out of the house without it.

My mom is another story. When we go out for walks, I can basically go where I want to go and do what I want to do. My mom just follows me around because it is easier than pulling me back. (I got weighed today – 142 lbs!)

I think my mom got tired of being my bitch. Even before, when she got tired of waiting for me, she would take off my leash and leave – leaving me no choice but to follow.

Three days ago, she took it to the next level. We went outside without a leash! At first I was so happy! I finally have the chance to go anywhere without having to pull and tug. Wrong! I couldn’t go anywhere. She just stood there and looked at me. I wanted to go to the woods. I wanted to go to our neighbors. I wanted to cross the street and play with Russ. I had no leash yet I could not go anywhere! I wanted to do things but I want her to come with me. And I couldn’t make her. I wound up just running laps around her. I want my leash back!

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But today I had enough. I refused to go out with her without my leash.

Life Lesson: If you love someone, set him free. If he doesn’t come back, you’ll be sad until you realize, You too are free.

Why Don’t the Deer Want to Play With ME?

 Boy is it hard to make friends with some of my neighbors. It can’t be becasue I am a newcomer into the neighborhood. Yes, even though their families were here first I am about as old as some of their kids. Maybe it is because I get to live inside? Nah, I don’t think they have so much envy that they would hold it against me.

I think it is much more insidious. Call me crazy, call me paranoid, but I think they have a spiecies predjudice. Its the old carnivore/herbivore thing.  Those uppity herbivores profile all of us carnivores and they do not want to be associated with us. Do I not have fur also? Do I not live on all fours too? If I am cut do I not bleed? I also have a tail, I also have a mother a father, sisters, brothers, (somewhere).

Why – Oh – Why must they always run away from me when I approach?  Can I not mingle, can I not play with you? Have you not watched West Side Story? Have you learned nothing? Must you all be so predjudiced?

Must you be SO vegetarian?
I believe it, as most predjudices are born out of fear.  Fear that I wil eat them or something.

 Run, run you stupid vegetarian herbivore. I didn’t wan to play with you anyway!…………………………sigh.

Life Lesson: You can’t always make others become your friend.