My name is Daisy Belle Stein, and I am a three-year-old Bichon Frise. When I heard what my Mommy was going to write about this week, I jumped on the computer and decided to write this blog posting for her. I need to voice my opinion on an important issue. I need to speak on behalf of all my doggie friends. We have a bone to pick with certain people.
I like to snuggle with my Mommy, Daddy, and two-legged sister (Monkey). I like to give doggie kisses and lick my family, albeit Mommy isn’t too fond of the wet kisses. I like to curl up on the floor and watch television with my family while they give me tummy rubs. I’m a dog and these are things that dogs do. By the way, American Idol is my favorite television show; woof woof for Danny.
Dogs are pets. I think all my canine friends would agree that chickens are not pets. Okay, maybe they are pets for kids living on a farm but chickens as pets in a major metropolitan area, to that I say “grrrrrrrrrrrrrowl”. That’s doggie speak for “bad idea”.
Yes, chickens give eggs, something that I cannot do but if its eggs you want; go to the red bag store. Yes, you don’t have to walk a chicken when it’s five below zero, snowing, or thunder storming outside but you do need to clean its coop. And you think picking up after me is smelly; cleaning up after chickens - YUCK!
Have you ever had a chicken give you a kiss? OUCH! Even though Mommy might squirm at my wet tongue, she would agree that wet puppy kisses beat the painful peck of a chicken’s beak.
I don’t play fetch. I could retrieve balls or Frisbees; I just choose not to do it. I'm a lazy dog but in general, dogs like to play games. Have you ever tried to play fetch with a chicken? A chicken, what can they do, ring a bell with their beak? How annoying is that?
I like my friends Chelsea, another Bichon Frise and Ginger, a Cockapoo. Then there is Bo, the First Dog. I’ve never met him but he’s my heartthrob. Monkey has a Jonas Brothers poster in her bedroom but I have a poster of Bo above my bed, just call it puppy love. We are all hypoallergenic dogs. That’s why our families adopted us. We don’t shed, we don't leave dog dander for others to smell, and we don't cause people to sneeze. Even if my shedding friend Webster the Basset Hound leaves hair around, it doesn’t stink up the neighborhood.
I’m not sure but I don’t think chickens are hypoallergenic, but I am a dog, what do I know? Being that I don’t think these feathered creatures are hypoallergenic, their outside coops would pollute the air with irritants that would hurt people with allergies. I don’t want to see my Mommy hurt. Plus, when Mommy sneezes because of her allergies, she sneezes really loud and it scares me! If I'm wrong and chickens are hypoallergenic, I’m sorry for inferring that their smell would be offensive to those with sensitive noses. No . . . no . . . I'm not sorry. Chickens smell. If you don't believe me, just go to the chicken barn at State Fair. Someone needs to put an air freshener in there.
If you want to raise chickens, go live on a farm. Let’s keep chickens out of our North Shore neighborhoods. Dogs are good pets. Even cats are okay. Chickens, not so much.