There was a time not long ago when dogs were necessities, not accessories. We coralled wayward sheep in the farmland. We brought warming brandy to climbers in the hinderland. We were a valued asset to every fireman, a faithful sentinel for every rag-and-bone man and a slavishly loyal friend to everyman. We roamed freely because we earned our keep, and our agressions and wanderlust were celebrated, not curbed. It was a time we ran on the ground instead of being toted around in frilly pink satchels, a time when we were simply hosed off in the garden instead of ferried to the groomer. It was a time B.D. - Before Domestication, when we could be what we are, dogs.
Dogs should be treat like dogs simple enough to say. So if you want a funny book looking from a dogs perspective it looks like a funny read... and was only a pound :)
And staying on the subject today my calendars quote is so true:
You ask of my companions. Hills, sir, and the sundown, and a dog. They are better than beings, because they know, but do not tell - Emily Dickinson
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