My lady says that email gives her freedom, I say email is a trap. Pay close attention. It’s really a brain teaser keeping you over-occupied. My lady says that it keeps her connected.

Yeah! I tell her, connected like my leash keeps me connected to you.

I’m not that easily fooled by email.

Laughing bird

You can laugh all you want. But email, is no laughing matter.

At first I thought email was some kind of message that provided crucial information to preserve your existence as you know it. Like an unidentified pee on your street corner, which demands immediate action. (Peeing on it).

I was wrong. I had overestimated email.

I was sitting on my lady’s lap while she checked her email. Let me tell ya. She had an endless list of those bad boys.

And that level of connection gives you freedom? Really?

Is it really possible that all those emails contain useful information? How is she able to catch up with all that data arriving all day long, everyday. And how can I live without email? How can my brother live without email?

Well, it just happens that we can (as we could live without a leash).

Food and water, we can’t do without, but we seem to do perfectly ok without email.

I’m trying here really hard to step into your human shoes and you know what email reminds me of? Those dollops of cow dung that you find in the countryside.

You know when you’re taking a walk with your family and there they are! In the middle of your way. Huge.

You think they may carry some useful information, so you sniff ‘em. Sniff ’em some more. Your lady says “No!” You keep on siniffin’. No information comes out of them. NADA. Zero. So you walk round them. Cause you can’t walk through them. Well, you can but they smell funny.

I’m curious to know. What’s your experience email? And with cow dung?

What’s vital in your life?

For me it’s gotta be our daily walks. Gotta have ’em every day.