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It's a Dog's Life

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Lessons in Assertiveness

by Sparky, the Wonder Dog, a/k/a Dr. Sparkus T. Mutt
edited by P.V. Alvarado

On line

Dear Dr. Mutt,

I was adopted to be a patrol dog and my job, though mundane and routine, at least allowed me to roam the area around the house. Well the other day, the master tore down the fence in what the mistress calls a beautification project. Now I've been leashed to the clothesline, and my territory is limited to a four-meter run back and forth. It's driving me crazy, especially when my leash gets tangled with a clothespin. What can I do? I want to break loose!

Leashed in Longview

Dear Leashed,

Vengeance is not ours, but it does make one wonder sometimes at how humans would react if they were leashed to a four-meter clothesline and forced to literally live their lives on line. We can only hope that your situation is truly temporary, and indeed your master and mistress will rebuild the fence quickly so that you can soon be free to exercise and perform your duties in a dignified fashion. I will forward a copy of your letter to the S.P.C.A. There are some humans who care about our plight. Life is short and so is your leash!

Sparky
sparkytmutt@yahoo.com