I may be a Portuguese Podengo, but I’m an American patriot dog.
I love the freedom I have now. It’s been a long learning curve. Grandma rarely has to correct me, which really impresses those who know my history.
A long time ago, I was in double jeopardy when I had to wear the Blue Sock along with the shock collar. Where I come from, it’s a felony to massacre chickens.
Life is good now. Once I came around to Grandma’s way of thinking, I have more freedom than ever without getting in trouble.
I have the freedom to love…
I have the freedom to work…
Freedom to protect what’s mine…
Freedom to choose my friends…
Freedom to play…
On the farm, we celebrated our country’s Declaration of Independence with a lot of flag waving, dogs and cows.
The greatest freedom is when you can just be yourself and others love you still, even when it’s messy.
That’s what Grandma and I are all about.
Our country is so beautiful because of the freedom we uphold and enjoy.
Grandma and I wrapped up the day with watermelon and singing “America.”
God bless America, her people and especially her dogs!
2 thoughts on “36 An American Dog”
Petey, You made some really good points about freedom. Thank you.
Sounds like you had a fun filled day Petey and Grandma. I love you both. jimmi and Edgar.