Yesterday, the humans pulled out my dog pack from the closet. I hadn't seen it for so long that I thought — and fervently hoped — that it had gotten lost. Luck was not with me today, friends.
As part of the humans' plan to improve their overall health and to help get in my daily exercise, they decided to start our day with a 30-minute walk. The humans, familiar with my high energy level, understand that an ordinary walk won't even scratch the surface with me, so they've decided that I'll wear my pack each day — and it will be filled with two cans of my food. I was not pleased to learn this.
I saw the pack and tried to scurry away, but Short blocked my path as Tall circled round to "saddle me up." At first, I found the pack to be awkward and was forced to walk sideways, but I eventually straightened myself out, especially when Tall starting flashing delicious chicken treats. We walked along the Bay and back to our street in about 30 minutes and I even peed and pooped while wearing my pack. That process was trickier than you might think.
Maybe this won't be so bad after all, especially if I continue to get yummy treats and have the opportunity to spend time with both of my humans.
Note: For those of you who are interested, my pack is the Ruff Wear Approach Pack II in size small. I believe this particular model has been discontinued, but the newer model is listed on Ruff Wear's Web site. However, I cannot vouch for the comfort or quality of this particular pack.
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