I’m writing on behalf of your faithful “buddy.” After getting a pet to love and care for and becoming your “buddy’s” master, there are a few rules that “buddy” would like you to know about.

n Please don’t take me to a fly-in at an airport where you walk me all over the extremely hot pavement. While you stopped and talked to pilots, my feet were burning, and while you drank from a big bottle of something, you didn’t give me anything – even when you saw me panting from the heat.

n Did you ever check my feet when you got home to see whether I had blisters? Did you notice me licking my sore paws? Not.