MackenzieSpeaks.com: Four Legged Thoughts

I was born to eat. I was born to run. Basically, I was born to eat and run.

If a dog wears it, it’s a collar. If a human wears it, it’s a necklace.

The cheese cube is quite possibly the world’s most perfect food.

The human took me for a run today or at least that’s how he tells it. I don’t have the heart to tell him it was the other way around.

Sometimes food magically appears in my bowl between meals. I have no idea why this happens but I’m not complaining.