Cyndi: Hey, look at that dog riding in the wagon.
Merci: That's Moses and his human Stanley. Moses rides around town in style in the wagon or in a back pack. Sometimes he gets down and walks so he can explore.
Cyndi: Moses is one lucky dog! Stanley obviously loves Moses more than Jan loves us.
Merci: What makes you say that?
Cyndi: Look at him pedaling away as Moses directs where to go. We cats don't go outside but you dogs walk Jan every day. When is the last time you guys rode in such style while exercising Jan?
Merci: Moses rides because they are going somewhere that's too far for him to walk. We walk Jan so she won't be a couch potato.
Cyndi: I can picture you guys now riding in a wagon. Jan is huffing and puffing up the hill. Marcus is leaping around screeching with energetic excitement -
Merci: Yes, he is. I can picture it now too. In fact, Marcus has so much energy, Jan pushes us out of the cart, climbs in, snaps our leashes, and yells, "Mush!"
Cyndi: Mush? Didn't she eat breakfast before she left the house?
Merci: You know none of us eat until after our first walk of the day.
Cyndi: Well, if you guys are going to become wagon dogs, you had better start eating first.
Merci: I have a better idea. How about if we forget the wagon and make Jan continue to hoof it down the road with us?
Cyndi: Okay, but don't come home again and tell us how much you envy Moses.
Merci: I don't envy Moses. I envy Stanley. He isn't being herded down the road by Marcus.