There
was a holiday earlier this week and I am afraid that some of you may be
confused about the meaning of the day. Labor sometimes means work, but in the
dog world, Labor Day means- Laying Around Being Overly Relaxed. For me, Labor Day is every
day, so I don’t need a special reason to celebrate and the barbeques would be
hard to pull off every day. I understand that for people, there must be a
reason to take a day off and hang out, but for me it is a well-established
pattern of R & R. I think that you should take lessons from me on how to
relax and rid yourself of stress. My meditation consists of spending time under
my blanket or sleeping in my bag. It is quiet and warm and sometimes no one
even knows that I am there. It is the perfect getaway! I will be happy to be
your vacation consultant or travel agent. My instructions will lead you to your
own big blanket or a really big fuzzy bag to crawl into. Trust me, the next
holiday that rolls around will have you thanking me and saving all kinds of
money on hotels and gas.
Chuck
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