on the river’s banks
‘m the good dog; the one who doesn’t try to get onto the driver’s laps, who never howls every time the car stops (well, the cars are actually made for moving, aren’t they?), the one who doesn’t need to have at least one window open at all times for sniffing the fresh air. I’m also a good doggie when in the forest, never digging 0.5 meter deep holes in the ground just because .. and always, absolutely always I’m listening to my master, waiting patiently for his orders. Yeah. That’s just me.