Mom bought me a new Frisbee the other day. Just like the one Ozzie has. It's orange and blue and flies like a bird. And it's mostly chew-proof. (Which Mom likes). I love it, love it, love it!
So today, we took my frisbee to the little park up the street. There we met a new dog (well he's really an old dog), Max. Max is 12 years old and blind and deaf. I tried to get him to play with me and my frisbee anyway. It was too hard for him. But Max's mom really wanted to play, so I let her throw me the frisbee and we played tug-o-war and lots of stuff. I think her name was Vera. Vera just loved throwing me the frisbee (tho' she wasn't very good at it.)
I was a little worried that Max might be jealous, but he was rolling on the grass and my mom was rubbing his belly. He looked pretty happy.
While we were playing, Vera told us her son wanted a puppy, just like me. (Well she didn't say, "just like me", but I assume that's what she meant.) But she said her son lived in a small apartment and it wouldn't be fair to a dog to have to live there.
I guess she doesn't know what it's like for dogs in the rescue kennels. They live in tiny little cages and there's no one to love them like my Dad and Mom. Sure the volunteers come and give them walks sometimes, but it's not the same as having your own family. I don't think it's fair to leave those dogs in the kennels. If her son wants a dog, he should get one. His dog will love being in a small apartment a whole lot more than being in the kennel. I know!
So I decided that that's what I want for Christmas--For all my doggie friends (and I guess Kitty friends, even though I don't have any kitty friends), to have a real home where they have someone to love them and play with them and take them for walks. That would make me very happy.
If you know someone who wants a dog, but thinks it wouldn't be fair to live in a small house or where they have to go to work during the day, tell them my friends don't mind. They would like just to have a home and family and someone to play frisbee with them. You can send them this blog and tell them Guinness says so!
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Joyous Kwanzaa and a Super Solstice ('cuz that's what today is!) and Happy Holidays to all.
Love, G
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