Hot Dog Home-Personal Narrative

I think it 's safe for me to assume, that I 'm an "outside the box" kind of dog. Sure I

sleep, eat, and occasionally do my required outside duties, but there is so much more

to me than meets the eye. I 'm no rocket scientist, but I do often wonder my purpose.

Why am I here? What 's my calling? Am I only meant to sleep twenty one hours out of

the day, and eat what humans think are real bits of chicken and pork, in my food?

I got to brainstorm here, what 's my true meaning? What can I, Houdini, that 's my name

by the way, yup the one sitting in the dog house, what can I be here for?

Of course, there 's the obvious, go ahead, think it, I look like a hot dog. Don 't even

bother with the jokes, I 've heard them all. Look there 's a weenie dog, or you look

It was funny the first couple times guys, but it does get a little old after a while. There 's

just no way I 'm meant to represent an outside holiday food item.

Ok, so I 've heard through my human kids, balloons are the way to go.

Kids, they love them, especially, get ready for this, the "classic balloon dog".

Does the balloon ever look like a German Shepard or a lab?

No. How typical, a dauchand,. Pretty original huh?

So, tell me something, am I here to remind clowns what to make children at a fair or

maybe a restaurant, I 'd like to think not.

Houdini, brainstorm!

Ah, I bet you were thinking my calling was a self measuring tool. I mean I know I 'm

long, but seriously, me a ruler?

I guess that 's possible, but realistically, I do not have numbers