Willy - Terrier

The wind was so blustery, I thought it was going to blow Willy off his feet. Luckily, he stayed put but his 'do got wrecked. I started yelling for hair and make-up but there was no hair and make-up to be found. Instead, a group of people stopped and wanted to meet Willy and I said sure but could they just stand still for a minute. So there they stood, his adoring fans blocking the wind.

I'm pretty sure Willy won't mind if his new owner (he was adopted the same day he went into adoption this past weekend) just carries him around whenever the wind blows. I'm not saying Willy's lazy or anything but if I had a choice between walking or being carried around by a giant who was twenty times my size, I'd probably go for the giant on most days. These are the things I think about.