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IT’S A DOG’S LIFE

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Here’s another fun one.
I changed it up a bit to include one of my friends;
she mentioned me in a poem a while ago so it’s time.
Enjoy this one, my people!
🐘

β€œWhere are we going, Charlie? Huh, huh?? Where are we going?” 

β€œI thought we’d go to the dog park. Would you like that, Earl?” 

β€œThe dog park? THE DOG PARK?? OMG! I’m so excited I think I’m gonna pee!” 

β€œYou better not! Now settle down and stop licking my face. I’m trying to drive. And quit running around the car or we’re going home.” 

β€œI’ll be good, I promise. You brought the frisbee, Charlie? Oh, man, this is gonna be so great! I can fetch sticks and roll in the leaves and if I’m really lucky you-know-who will be there.” 

β€œYes, Earl. That cute poodle you’ve been eyeing. What’s her name – Misky?” 

β€œYup, yup, that’s it Charlie – Misky! ** SIGH **  Hold on, Charlie, this isn’t the way to the dog park. You gotta turn around. We’re going the wrong way! Charlie, turn around!” 

β€œIt’s ok, Earl. We have to make one stop first. Why don’t you just lie down and rest. We’ll be there soon.” 

β€œOk, Charlie. I’ll just lie here on the back seat and save my energy for … hey, why is my crate in the car, Charlie? We never take my crate to the park. Why did you bring my crate?? Why? What’s going on?”

β€œEarl, sit! Good boy. Look, here’s your chew toy.” 

** CHOMP CHOMP ** 

β€œOk, Earl, we’re here. Let’s go buddy.” 

β€œHey, I recognize this place. It’s the veterinarian’s office! Why are we at the vet, Charlie? I don’t need shots and my nails don’t need trimming. I don’t wanna be here. I wanna go to the park! Charlie, why are you taking my crate out of the car? Why do we need the crate? Charlie, I got a bad feeling about this.” 

β€œCome here, boy. Sit next to me and listen, ok? You’re my best bud and I’ve never lied to you but I didn’t tell you the truth today. I’m sorry. We were never going to the park. I only said that because I didn’t want to upset you. We’re at the vet because it’s time.” 

β€œTime? Time for what, Charlie? Am I sick, Charlie? Am I DYING? That’s it, isn’t it? I’m dying!! CHAAAAARLIE!! I don’t wanna die!” 

β€œCalm down, buddy. You’re not sick and you’re certainly not dying. You’re here today to get snipped.”

β€œSnipped?” 

β€œYeah – neutered.”

β€œNEUTERED?!? ** HOWL ** I’d rather be dead! Why, Charlie, why?? What about Misky? That means I’ll never … you know.” 

β€œMisky? Of course you’ll be able to … you know. You’ll just be shooting blanks.” 

β€œC’mon, Charlie. Can’t we please just go home? I don’t wanna do this. Being a dog without balls is a bitch, metaphorically speaking, of course.” 

β€œIt’ll be over before you know it, Earl. Get in your crate now, boy. We’ll go to the dog park in a couple of days and Misky will be there waiting for you.”  

β€œA COUPLE OF DAYS?!? ** WHINE ** This sucks, Charlie! Betrayed by my best friend.” 

β€œSorry, Earl. Sometimes life’s a bitch, ain’t it?”

NAR Β© 2019

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