In 2011, a satirical novel came out, called I AM Bill Gates' Dog. My human didn't read it, but the reviews said the story focused in part on a group of canines vying for the role as Bill Gates' dog.
I couldn't find anything current about the real dogs in Bill's household, but I do know that as of a few years ago, he had two - that he claimed barked at night, and ate things they shouldn't. Sounds familiar. Which got me thinking - can you IMAGINE what it would be like to be his dog? Here's what I envision...
- Steak for breakfast. Lunch. And dinner. Or maybe salmon.
- A king-sized dog bed.
- Kitchen counters that would go up and down at the touch of a paw. To make stealing easier.
- A football field sized fenced backyard. With tick-free, flea-free daily mowed grass. Which has a removable roof over the whole thing - JUST in case it rains.
- Huge drums of waterless spray shampoo - so I never have to step into a bath again.
- Barrels and barrels of fetch toys. With those automatic launchers so I can fetch all by myself.
- Barrels and barrels of bones. And antlers.
- Self-serving treat jars. They pour out treats when you bark.
- One of those driverless cars - so it can take me to the store any time I want.
- A trampoline for the dogs like the FG. Picture THAT!
- Loads of stuffed toys. To dissect.
So I think I'll stay exactly where I am - and someone else can go to live with Bill. Mind you....I wouldn't refuse a vacation there...
Have a good one!
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