Sunday, July 11, 2010


Hello Everyone. Autumn the puppy here.
Today I'd like to take a moment to talk about a little more serious topic than some of the things I've barked about in the past.
I got fixed.
Now I know what some of you folks out there are thinking. That I'm living with some responsible pet owners.
But personally, I don't get it.
First off, I felt fine. Nothing was broken, so what was there to fix?
Secondly, to get "fixed", I had to go to the vet. Now any pet will have mixed feelings about seeing theirs. In my case, I do like my vet. Betsy is a nice lady. But she does have some weird ideas about where the thermometer should go when she needs to take my temperature. I keep telling her, "Betsy, if you need to know my temperature, just ask. I'll be glad to tell you."
Now then, thankfully I was asleep for the actual "fixing", so I can't say what they actually did when they did it. But I'm not sure they did it right. Besides being a little sore for a while afterwards, I've got the strangest feeling that I came back home with less parts than I went to the vet with. Could that be true? If so, what did they fix?
And I have a nice bare patch on my belly where fur should be right now. This is a mixed blessing with summer upon us. On one hand I'm definitely able to keep my cool a little better than I normally would, but where did Betsy get her stylist from? When they said they needed to cut my fur, I only asked for a little trim, not to look like Yul Brenner or Telly Savalas upside down.
And then, after every thing I've been through, all I've got to show for it is something called a dog license. Why do I need a license? I know how to be a dog.
But does this license mean I can drive now? I'm not sure I can afford the insurance, but I can't wait for my chance to get behind the wheel. There's this dog park I've been wanting to visit, and I would love to check out the pet food choices at the grocery store for myself. Not that every thing I've eaten has tasted bad, but there were times when I wondered about what exactly was in my bowl. After all, this dog deserves nothing but the best!
Yet the first thing I've got to do is figure out how to keep my head above the steering wheel and get my feet to reach the pedals on the floor at the same time.
Hello folks. Editor-In-Chief Lee Houston, Junior here.
Now I could hop on my soap box and go on and on about the situation, but the truth is that there are unfortunately some irresponsible pet owners in the world. If you don't want excess kittens or puppies, please have your pet spayed or neutered (fixed).
A public service announcement from The Free Choice E-zine.

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