I've got to get this off my chest, it's been bugging me all day.

My dog and I went to a coffee shop this morning. My dog and I pretty much go everywhere together. I figure that the dog is happier out there with me tieing him to a pole here, a fence there, than he is staying at home by himself all day everyday.

There is a big puddle of mud along the side of the coffee shop that I discovered at the end of our last visit to the coffee shop. My dog was covered in this nasty smelly mud concoction when I got done with what I was doing in the coffee shop, which was, as it usually was, basically writing poetry.

My dog stunk, so this morning I was not going to tie him up near that nasty ole mud puddle again, though it is the best place for me to tie him so that I can watch him and so that he can watch me while I am inside drinking coffeeand writing poetry. It is important when me and my dog go out in the world, that we can watch each other. It makes the separation anxiety easier on both of us.

This morning, I tied my dog up a little bit around the corner from the coffee shop in some real nice shade. I knew that he would be happy there. People would walk by and pet him. I would not be too far away.

When I finished my day's work, I headed back to see my dog. (His name is Morisson.)Morisson was happy to see me. I noticed that someone had placed a large blue water bowl near my dog. Well, I thought, that is nice, though I usually see people armed
with water bowls as an intrusion into the relationship that I have with my dog. I mean, come on, does the dog look like he needs a drink? And if you look at him
closely,does my dog really look like he needs or is missing out on just about anything?

People, some people, like to point out that you are an inadequate dog owner, when you are not. Given the same chance with your kids, they would probably point out the same and similar things to you.

"Hey, your kid needs water." "Hey your kid needs a haircut."

Anyway, as I left the coffeehouse, I looked over my shoulder and saw the gal who had
just come on shift looking over her shoulder with kind of a look of attitude on her face.

I didn't realize that the facial look of attitude was aimed at me until I checked a voice mail that had come while I was inside the coffee shop neglecting my dog, not giving him water and all.

"Hey, this is Steve," said the person who left a message. "I'm out here by the coffee shop with this real nice dog and I'm wondering why this really nice dog is out here. Call me."

Steve must be an idiot. The dog is tied up outside a coffee shop. If you are so concerned about the dog, why don t you ask the people inside the coffee shop who owns the dog. I guess Steve leaves his dog at home alone all day, if he has a dog.

Anyway, Steve and the gal from the coffeeshop are both a pain in mine and my dog's ass. I think I'll go beat the dog to make myself feel better.

ps Would I have left my phone number on the dog tag around my dog's neck if I was abandoning him. Get your laws out of my uterus.