Tucker here. I am being held hostage on a motorhome. Please send help. Gypsy and I are forced to endure all sorts of torture. We can not run free. We are tied up all of the time, or we are walked on leashes. And the worstest thing is that we have to poop with our mom or dad watching - and then they pick up our little dog logs in little bags. Eeeyuck! You have no idea how human-iliating it is.
We are not allowed to get on the furniture. Well, my mom puts things all over the furniture to discourage our lounging there. Don't tell her, but sometimes we jump up there and take a nap, just to show her!
Anytime I bark, someone tells me to shush. Geesh. It isn't fair.
And today, damn... there was a doe. Right there. Practically right outside our door. I barked... and barked. I tried to tell my mom and dad to let me out. I wanted to chase her away. No doing. Nothing worked. They wouldn't let me out... and the doe didn't budge. I really woulda coulda shoulda been let free to herd her away!
Please send help. Send a knife so I can cut the tie out. Please come open the door of the motorhome... or tell your friends to come by and help us escape. There's a dog bone in it for you!
An Osprey and Chick—-Sunday, April 23, 2017
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