Would they be able to share your secrets with other people? Picture this... Its a beautiful spring day, the grass is green, the leaves are blooming, the air smells nice and sweet with the hints of nearby bakeries pumping out warm bread scented air You've been trying to exercise more lately, so as you put on your broght orange Nikes, the ones sloghtly worn from use, with small creases above the tow *toe You go over to the hook on the wall. Lots of various items hang from the hook, old and hardly used keys, lanyards, and you reach for a specific item and take it off Its a long red dog leash Fairly old, and looking like its been chewed up a fair amount As your hand lifts the leash from the cluttered hook, suddenly your thoughts are interuppted by an ecstatic golden retreiver bounding into the room You quicly clip on the leash to the dog's collar, and open your front door As you step outside you are greeted by the chill air, slowly getting warmer from the sluggish sun on the horizon You make sure to close and lock your door, and then head out, through the small, still asleep neoghborhood You go on a longer than usual walk, making sure to enjoy the silence and brisk air before it is gone for the day After nearly an entire hour of walking, you're nearly back to your house You notice a lot more people out and about now than when you left You make sure to wave to your three-house-down neoghbor Frank who is cutting his lawn. Frank smiles jovially and waves in return; he is always a happy man. As you get close to your house, you recognize someone coming from the opposit direction, you can tell its a girl, but you can't quite make out if you know her, however she Looks familiar, so you slow down a bit from your quick pace As you get closer, you recognize her It's your neighbor, Kinsley She's wearing a rather revealing outfit as she jogs, and your hesrt begins to beat faster As she gets closer, you smile and try your best to act casual. "Should I finally ask her out" you wonder, "no, i can't do it" As you near her, you steel yourself and decide to ask her out after all. You open your mouth to utter a casual greeting... Suddenly, before you can utter a word, a different voice cuts in. It's your dog, who has suddenly opened his mouth to utter a mere five words... "Jack is a plane clapper" Kinsley's face contorts into an expression of disgust and she quicly walks past you and hurries into her house You merely stand there, mouth hanging open in disbelief that your dog has once again ruined your chamce at a date.
wow I hope my dog never talks