Once, I saw a movie about a dog who was a total loser until he joined a basketball team and BAM he was famous! If that’s all it takes to get some attention, I should be in the newspaper for joining the girls’ track team this morning at the P-A-R-K.
I was hanging out with some of my Basset buddies this morning. You know, sniffing together, taking power naps together. Basset Hounds are the most dignified breed at the P-A-R-K, but sometimes they just aren’t active enough for me. This morning, I was up for a challenge. And then I saw just the opportunity to show the world just how speedy a Basset Hound can be! The girls’ track team was sprinting across the park, and I sped over to give track a try.
Girls’ track is harder than it looks. I plunged into the middle of the pack, only to have my tail stepped on with someone’s muddy shoe! Plus, my ears aren’t very aerodynamic. But as I discovered, I have a real talent for running downhill. I was Alpha Speed-Demon Dog, especially when I led the pack across a pool of mud at the bottom of the hill. (Can you believe it? Girls don’t like to play in the mud!)
Just as we were approaching a steep hill, I thought about my Basset Hound friends who were enjoying their power nap. Who needs up-hills, anyways? I took a cool-down trot back to my friends and collapsed in the grass. The way I see it, if a Hound has to run up-hill to be a celebrity, then fame is definitely not worth it.