“For years I’ve watched them make fools of themselves whenever the word ‘walk’ was mentioned. I just wanted to see what the fuss was about” says Piper Rose, 12, of Kentucky. “And I have to admit, it was a thrill. I’d forgotten my heart could race like that.” Piper Rose accompanied the human and two dogs she lives with on their evening walk down the lane and around the lively neighborhood of Crescent Hill. “It’s a happening place, I had no idea. I’ve been on several walks now and I see something new every time.” Piper Rose lost her tail, but not much else, in an attack years ago- she has never let that slow her down. “Tail? Oh yeah, that. Never think of it. Though I guess now I spend much less time grooming.”
It’s actually been a really rough couple of days. Silly things help. I choose happiness.
The Fox at Dawn 