How I dread that question. As the requester waits for a response, my mind goes blank. A couple of ideas flit by. One is too much to ask for, another is too trivial. What do I want for Christmas? Why not ask what I want from life? You've got the same odds of getting a response.
Our dog has no trouble with questions like this. No, he hasn't written his own list, but I know just what it would say:
- I want a promise that I will never be left home alone. Take me with you or don't go.
- I'd like some new SB's. You know how fast they wear out. (SB stands for Slobber Ball. A tennis ball that has been carried around in his mouth for so long that it could hydrate a few deserts.)
- A coupon reedemable for daily fetching sessions.
- And another one to let me skip bathes.
- A few opportunities to escape from the yard. I treasure the opportunity to crash a backyard barbeque or take a dip in an algae ladden pond. Guess it goes without saying that I'll be using one of those "Skip A Bath" cards when I return.
- I'd like a spot on the bed for those cold nights. A blanket and a pillow are optional, but they'd make me very happy.
- From the cats, I'd appreciate a little respect. Not likely, I realize, but this is a wish list.
Not likely, I realize. But this is a wish list.