You see what’s attached to me?
No, no! Not the leash.
Well, I guess you can’t see what’s attached to my leash, but you can probably figure it out.
My person is on the other end of it.
It’s kind of a burden sometimes but it’s one of my jobs.
I’ve got to take her out so she can get her exercise.
I thought all dogs had this on their job description.
But I found one today who doesn’t seem to think so.
Who is that hiding in the bushes?
I wonder if she ditched her person by going places her person couldn’t follow.
Here she comes.
Hey brown dog, if you’d stay on the trail like me you could be doing your dogly duty and giving your person exercise.
Don’t tell me what to do.
It’s a little late to be hitting the trail now.
Where is your person anyway?
Fine. Be that way.
What is it with these personless brown dogs anyway?
It seems to be turning into an epidemic around here.