Let em dogs run
Anytime they want
It's a dog kind'da fun
Gotta let em run
They don't live that long anyway
They don't ask
Why where or when
Man's best friend their only sin
That's the way it's always been
Up or down
Ruff'n ready
at any sound
They can hear
What you don't hear
They can see
What you don't see
They can smell
What you don't smell
If you're not happy
Yep they can tell
So they run through the fields
They run through the hills
They run from dusk till dawn
They run through the woods
All the naborhoods
And come running
When the dinner bell rings
Let em run
let em run
let em run
Let em Dogs Run
I totally agree. Although I live in suburbia, I never put a leash on my little Pomeranian. Whenever we went out on the street he would keep close to me in my wheelchair so that he could run back and jump into my lap if he sensed danger.
I had a doggy door that he could use any time to leave the house and do his business. He could run from the front of the house to the back of the house to chase a bird or lizard at will. Actually wore little path around the corner of the house where he ran that way so many times a day. I never had to cut his toenails or his hair and he was very healthy but he was killed by a lab mix because he always ran out through the garage door when I opened it, one time to end up underneath a car with only a grease spot on his back to show for it.
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I had a doggy door that he could use any time to leave the house and do his business. He could run from the front of the house to the back of the house to chase a bird or lizard at will. Actually wore little path around the corner of the house where he ran that way so many times a day. I never had to cut his toenails or his hair and he was very healthy but he was killed by a lab mix because he always ran out through the garage door when I opened it, one time to end up underneath a car with only a grease spot on his back to show for it.
https://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewshortstory.asp?id=3718&authorid=3918 Jazz's Death
Ron