LIBERATION DAY: NAKED BEFORE THE QUEEN: LOSING A BODY PART
Bob mentioned to me in his law school days one of his professors told his class the utmost honesty was a must for Canadian lawyers. If you ever had to explain yourself just imagine you were standing naked before the Queen! Monarchist dribble by today’s standards but he made his point!
So while watching the Iran hostilities being explained on television this morning Bob removed my cone and to do so my collar necessitated removal and talking about feeling naked. It was if I had lost a body part.
I moaned, groaned, rolled around and had a few intense scratches and soon realized I had not lost a body part instead being LIBERATED hopefully like the Iranians from a murderous theocracy.
My morning walk was exhilarating as the breeze swept my face, no snow becoming caught in my cone and being ready and able to puppy fight although no puppy buddies on this walk.
And my water and kibble bowl a la volonté instead of hand feeding and water drinking with a bowl mashed up near my snout.
The funky cone smell disappeared!
I can roar around the backyard once again without Bob and Fay worrying about me busting a gusset!
Life can be so good as a puppy!
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