Zoe: "Being a mountain dog is harder than it looks."

Hi, my name is Zoe, and I'm a dog. I just want to make one thing clear for any of you who might be jealous of my life in Colorado: being a mountain dog is harder than it looks. Sure, I get to chase rabbits every morning on my walk, and I get to swim in lakes and streams all the time. I get to explore the Flatirons of Boulder and the Rocky Mountains off-leash almost every weekend. But this life is not for everyone. For example, I am currently on the 5-day Disabled List with a torn carpal pad, which I received during a hike this past Saturday up to the Royal Arch in Boulder...and my dad (Bryant) didn't even give me any beef jerky like he usually does when we go hiking. And did you know that sometimes he makes me wear a pack to carry stuff? (please refer to earlier posts for photographic evidence). Well, I would like to write more but I can only type with one paw right now as the other is bandaged. Have a nice day.

Heart,

Zoe

P.S. People in Boulder actually converse with their dogs as if they are people.

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