Last Wednesday, right after the Wednesday Walkie Talkies walk, Mary dropped me off at the vet’s so she and Lewis could attend his 50th high school reunion in upstate New York. WITHOUT ME. So while my mistress and master went to Niagara Falls and celebrated with his classmates, I was cooped up in a cage at Dr. Kothman’s. (At least Mary thought to bring my bed and favorite blanket with pictures of princesses on it.)
During five days of confinement, I mulled over several matters. One was an article that Mary read in the New York Times just before she left, about the reason for domestication of dogs. According to some scientists, it was not for companionship, protection, work or warmth. In fact, it was for food. At least, I thought, when my master and mistress come back for me, I won’t be on the dinner menu.
The only thing of note on the walk through Olmos Park and Monte Vista today was when we came upon a fledgling golden-fronted woodpecker in the middle of the street. My mistress, Mary, picked it up and put it on a bush, where it started squawking. Thanks goodness she didn’t decide to rescue it as I really value my beauty sleep, me being a princess and all.
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