I consider myself to be in the business of sniffing. I have side businesses in eating, napping, barking and sneaking. Yes, I sneak. I sneak upstairs when anyone forgets to close the dog gate. I sneak into the kitchen to tip over the garbage can. I sneak into Mom's room and make myself cozy on the pillows. I sneak outside to lie in wait for the mailman.
But my biggest business is sniffing, and since we've been on a walk shortage (Mom was sick and then her bad knee started behaving very badly) the times we do get out to walk, we are overwhelmed with things to sniff!
Sure, it's the same routes we always walk, but I can't tell you how many people have walked by! Or other dogs! Or cats or birds or I don't even know what that scent was, but it was awesome!
I'm in the business of sniffing, and my business is good!
I only wish Mom wouldn't rush us. She keeps insisting on actually walking, when I just want to stand and sniff every single blade of grass to make sure I don't miss anything. She says that isn't walking, but I insist it's all part and parcel of this wonderful thing called walks!