My neighbors got a puppy. Why is beyond me. The wife and daugher are allergic to dogs. The poor thing is outside bawling its head off now. It is so awful to hear. It will not be an inside dog and it sounds so young. I haven't seen it yet. My hubby says he thinks it's a little beagle or something. That makes sense. They would only own a hunting dog. This is so heartbreaking. I don't know how I'll be able to sleep tonight listening to that poor thing. Anybody want to sneak into my neighborhood and steal a dog? I need a good story or poem from the dog's point of view on what it's like to live as an outside dog. I'll anonymously mail it to them. Anybody have any?
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