The world is getting bigger everyday and it’s blowing my mind. When I first moved in with my parents, I thought things were great. I had a tiny house and a play area all my own. A few times a day I got to go out in the backyard. It smelled like rabbits and I was content.
When I got a little older, I gained more privileges. Now I get to sit on the couch with Dad, and when he’s in a generous mood he gives me bites of toast from his breakfast. Mom started to take me on walks. For the longest time I could smell that there were other dogs around, but I never saw one. I’ve noticed that Mom and Dad hide their faces when they go on walks. The first time that happened I was afraid, but now I understand that their faces don’t go away forever.
That brings me to today. Today was crazy. Mom took me further than usual on my walk and we turned the corner into a huge field of dogs and humans. I couldn’t stop yelling. There was so MUCH. The abundance of it all. So many wagging tails to bite, so many humans to jump on. Zoomies to be had. I think I blacked out a little but I came back to when Mom lifted my writhing body off of the back of a Mastiff. Looking back, I wish I had played it a little cooler, but we can only learn. Mom says I lack social skills, but I take it with a grain of salt because I have no idea what it means. I hope we get to go back there soon.