Author: My Dog
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… The Day of the Unexpected Bath
The Owner’s Side: It’s summer, you know. It gets hot. Toto (name change to protect the innocent) gets hot. He’s a husky. They’re made for cold, snowy days, not this blistering New Jersey heat.…
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…So I Forgot About the Soccer Game
Owner’s Perspective We all have those days when the world hurls a hundred things at you. You’re frantically juggling work, errands, groceries, and an ever-expanding laundry pile—it’s a tornado of tasks, and you tell…
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…The Day I Decided to Work Out with Max
The Owner’s Side There I was, patting myself on the back for deciding to mix it up a bit—with my dog Max as my very unwilling companion. I thought, “Why not bring Max along…
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…The Great Haircut Horror
Owner’s Perspective Something had to be done. Have you ever looked at your pooch and thought, “Wow, the fuzz has taken over”? That was me with Max. His mop of fur was akin to…
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… The Great Treat Jar Incident: When Nothing was Left in the End
Owner’s Perspective It was an ordinary Wednesday. I was busy, juggling my mundane tasks – work, house chores, a listless spate of meetings (you know the sort). My golden retriever, Daisy, was, as usual,…
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…The Great Laundry Incident: A Tale of Comfy Chaos and Canine Cold Shoulder
Owner’s Perspective I was simply doing the laundry – an innocent household task. It’s not like I was conducting a secret burger party without inviting Buster, my lovable Golden Retriever. It was Laundry Day,…
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… The Day I Fooled My Dog with a Veggie Treat
Owner’s Perspective There I was, in the filled-to-the-brim pantry, staring at a fresh bag of Stewart Pro-treat Broccoli Florets. You heard me right — broccoli florets, as in ‘vegetable’ treats for dogs. What on…
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… The Day the Squirrel Got Away: A Tale of Lead-Bound Despair
Owner’s Perspective It was supposed to be a much-anticipated game of fetch at the park on a sunny afternoon. Just another delightful day in the park filled with joyful doggy laughter (you know, the…
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… The Day I Almost Forgot the Frisbee
Owner’s Perspective “No harm,” I thought, as we headed to the park. Max, our usually boisterous Golden Retriever, was sitting quietly in the back, his tail thumping softly against the seat in anticipation. It…
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…The Day of the Not-So-Fluffy Coat
Owner’s Perspective Do you know what it’s like to be the villain of your dog’s existence? The perpetrator of such heinous acts that even a belly rub won’t appease? Well, now I do. It…