I got my shoes! That's why I haven't updated my page. I have shoes! Did I mention I have shoes?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I get to go on walks now, lots of walks, a lotta walks!!! Okay, I'm calm now. My shoes are yellow and black (not my choice) and protect my paws from the street. I didn't know the street wanted my paws? Did you? It took several walks before I felt comfortable in them/with them. See my picture as I try to chew them off. My human says I don't have to where shoes on my front paws because they are doing so much better. There might be a day where I don't have to wear shoes at all, so she says.
People smiled and laughed at me those first dayz when I tried them out. I didn't mind them smiling at me, but the laughing and pointing hurt my doggie feelings! And you know who you are. I left a huge surprise on your lawn as my thank you for your so-called-kindness.
My paws feel better plus , my human says that rescue dogs wear something like these booties on their paws. I feel proud to wear booties. I'M NOT ASHAMED OF WEARING BOOTIES!!! MY NAME IS SIR CHARLES OF So Co AND I LOVE BOOTIES! THERE'S NO SHAME IN WEARING BOOTIES BOYZ! STAND UP AND BE PROUD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Note to those who care: I'm not chewing on them and my paws are no longer red and swollen. That makes my human so very happy. And anything that makes your human happy makes us companion animals happy! Ain't that right boyz and girlz?! I declare my bootie soapbox over!
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