I am a Dog

I am a Dog

I am a DOG. I am not a toy. I’m not a doll. I am not a clown. I’m NOT human and I’m not vain.
I value my comfort and freedom. I walk happiest on four feet. I hate it when I cannot wag my tail for someone I love, when I cannot bound up happily to lick his face, when that darned ‘dress’ threatens to trip me up each time I run. I do not feel cute. I feel hampered and uncomfortable and ridiculously silly.

Save the vanities for you and your kind. Leave me a cheerful scruffy frump.
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Just before the day ends here’s my 100 word drabble for day 3 of the Marathon Bloggers Drabble week. Today’s topic is If I were an animal.

26 Replies to “I am a Dog”

  1. I agree with you wholeheartedly. People dress up their dogs and parade them or post their pics for their own delight but the animals suffer silently. Great post.

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