Today I felt I had to go to the beach. The sun was shining, my bosses were a bit slow. I convinced to arrange a car from our friends and take me to the beach. Surprisingly, it was forbidden for me. I thought we had come over apartheid by now, but seriously, puppies are not allowed on the beach? But screaming and nude children are?
My bosses has enough balls to take me anyway, and it felt a bit like Dog Pride. We’re here, we’re beasts, get used to it. Talking about the emotionalization of pets, this woman understands me very well. We are on this planet, but we will never become humans. I cannot read that sign anyway. And my bosses kept me on this fancy leash and picked up my shit. Hah!
