First, he’d stock lots of wholesome food. Mouth-watering things like Wing-A-Ling and Turducken and Grammy’s Pot Pie. He’d make sure to have a cool, cement floor to lie on. He’d add a few comfy chairs that he’d sit on, even though he wasn’t supposed to. And lots of books about himself and his friends. Then, he’d add more food. Raw food, like dogs eat in the wild. Some organic even. Nothing with any
nasty fillers that don’t taste good. He’d have leashes and collars, of course, for long walks or runs. Comfy beds stacked all the way to the ceiling. He’d add fun dog bowls and dog art and dog gifts and dog cards. Then, more food. Natural treats owners wouldn’t be able to resist like Texas Tooth Picks and Sam's Yams. He might not put in as many clothes as the store’s owner Marsha Lindsey did. (Maybe just some stylish sweaters for cold days but certainly not polo shirts or wedding gowns. He’ll never really understand humans!) He might not be quite as adamant that all the foods be 100% natural. But he would definitely agree with Marsha’s store policy: No dog ever leaves the Lucky Dog Barkery without a biscuit.
