Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Isn't it ironic?



It's good to know that I don't need to have a degree to be an effective dog walker. I wake up in the morning but don't feel like P Diddy. Instead, five am rolls around and it's time to hit the city because my dog needs to poop. After that he wants to play and since I am unemployed I take him to the dog park. I have three degrees and am unemployed. There! I said it. Some women go to school to find a husband. I went to school to change the world and certainly not to find a husband or have children. Not to bash those of you who wanted all those things but it just was not my cup of tea. So on this frigid day I will walk this pup every single time he rings that bell (yes he is trained to ring a bell when he needs to go out) and play with him or he will destroy everything with those monstrous teeth.

Luckily, he's a great guy and I adore him. Unlucky for me, I am not at work living my dream.
So if you want to organize a doggy play date, contact your local Dog Walker JD.

1 comment:

  1. did you train him with the bell or did he train you? Deep questions!!

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