A guy walks into an oil change place and picks up a recent issue of People. Thumbing through it he sees pictures of celebrities and their dogs. He thumbs through it a bit more and finds an article with a very interesting headline. Please note, this guy never reads the articles in People. He just likes to look at the pictures...slow witted Southerner I guess. He was compelled to read the article this time. Oprah Winfrey's Beloved Golden Retriever Dies.
I'll bet you five dollars that the guy reading the article got very angry. He probably saw pictures of Paris and Brittney walking around with their canine "accessories" before stumbling upon the story about Oprah.
The platitudes of how Gracie lived every moment as though it was her last probably made that guy even more angry. Gracie was a Golden...that's how they roll! Let's not talk about how Gracie had a hired dog walker, ok?
The guy was just there for an oil change. Waiting for a moral to this story? I've got a call into that guy who read about Oprah's Gracie. I'll bet he'd say that dog ownership comes with responsibility. He might also mention that if you feel the need to hire someone to walk your dog, you probably don't need a dog.
Word on the street is that dogs actually enjoy "living every day like it was their last" with their masters.