Walking my dog
Since this blog is named The Best Dog In the World, I might as well blog about my dog every once in awhile. In case you haven't heard, my dog's pictures adorn a website called TheBestDogInTheWorld.com. Brace yourself for some serious cuteness. No, the domain is not for sale. Sorry.
I run with Noah every day. At times, my friendly neighbors moping around in their front yards flag me down to chat, but these days I just pick up my speed and zoom by them without stopping.
My dog, if I stopped to chat, would always squat down right on the spot to take care of his business before greeting my neighbors. It never fails. What is there to talk about while I stoop to pick up after my dog while apologizing so profusely? Yes, even the Best Dog in The World has to poop.
As most dogs do, when given a treat, my dog after securing it in his mouth runs over to some place in the house out of sight from the world.
Have you noticed that when dogs use the bathroom, privacy is of zero concern, but when they eat, they will go great lengths to be left alone? In contrast, we of the most advanced species do things completely the other way around.
Truly mindboggling stuff.
Addendum: In case you haven't done it, it is your duty to go visit Brotha Buck's blog. It is truly a work of art - possibly the Best Blog In The World.