Seattle
BY "JUAN VALDEZ" This week's column goes out to Staxman who requested that the burro and I go hang out at the Market street Starbucks.
So here we are. Sometimes I bring the burro in with me (and glare at anyone who asks if he is a service animal...of COURSE he's a service animal...he carries my backpack and other assorted goodies, for crying out loud) but I couldn't as this store is tiny and cramped. There's barely enough room for humans in this long, narrow hole in the wall much less a domesticated burro who only bites when someone tries to pet him.
So I tied him to a tree outside the front door where he wandered in aimless circles and snarled at anyone who tried to talk to him. Eventually he got tired of all that and lay down on the concrete; likely bemoaning how the humans have taken over the world, paved paradise and put up a parking lot. /CONTINUED IN THE FIRST COMMENT
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