I am an attractive and well groomed middle aged male Pekingese of great character and charm who resides in Nelson. I have been hearing about how many of you do not want dogs on Baker Street for quite some time and quite honestly I’m getting bored with it.
It has occurred to me that all the talk is about us and not from us… so here goes.
Here is the news flash: I don’t want to be on Baker Street. My people work really hard to keep me and Olivia (my life partner) healthy and clean. Baker Street is not conducive to this expensive and timely labour of love.
I have on two different occasions visited Baker Street and found it to be littered with cigarette butts, dogs chained to posts (whoa, terribly unhappy about it), poop, rogue dogs (larger than myself and quite frightening), mangy looking characters who probably don’t even get shots (I’m still referring to the dogs here)… poor things… and the streets are packed. A little fella like myself could get squished out there.
Don’t even get me started on the state of the dog walk. Yuck is one word. I hope you are not terribly offended, but really? Thanks, but no thanks.
My person Lisa wrote this for me. Perhaps now she will drop it altogether and a dog could get some rest.
Andy and Olivia Marken, Nelson