A week or so ago, we went to the park. And, like all children do, Monkey wanted to get on the swings. But when we got there, there was an older gentleman swinging his dog!
I don’t know.
I’ve seen people carry their dogs in sling carriers (huh?!) and pushing them around in strollers (maybe the dog is elderly or sick?), and I can’t say anything since I used to carry my dog in a bag everywhere I went (I was young and single, cut me some slack). But a swing?
It’s a lot, people. A lot.