I have a new puppy named Ned, and he’s teaching me lots.
Sometimes Ned gets afraid.
He doesn’t like his crate or rolling garbage bins.
There’s nothing to fear.
Ned’s “just a dog.”
He doesn’t know.
Just now, I made Ned’s toy chicken squeak.
He bounded over to investigate.
He loves his chicken, especially when it squeaks.
He couldn’t see it was me was pulling the strings.
It was just my foot pressing on the little horn sewn inside.
Got me thinking.
What are my toy chickens?
What are your toy chickens?
What are Neil deGrasse Tyson’s toy chickens?
And who honks those horns?
Ned swears that toy chicken squeaks.
He goes for it every time.