The Contract With a Dog
That was then. This is now. Our morning walks.
It’s not to be taken lightly — it’s for life.
I have a dog.
A rescue dog.
An allergy riddled, hyper, sweet, kind, and funny pitbull rescue I named Rufus.
Rufus Thunderlove.
Part of the contract of pet ownership is the ritual of walking. I have no choice but to get up and walk him first thing in the morning.
You see, Rufus is a…
