Melly and Rick are always making me do things that are “good for me” but that I don’t want to do. Their latest kick is for us to go for a walk down the dirt road that leads to our house. That would be okay if it weren’t for the dogs. Do you see how I’m pressing my nose to Rick’s knee in the photo above? That is because if you look a little closer you will see a killer dog, saliva dripping from its fangs, is watching me from behind a flimsy wire fence.