RESERVOIR’S AGONY PETS

OMAR IS THIS ISSUE’S AGONY DOG. HE’S HERE TO PROVIDE A DOG’S PERSPECTIVE FOR YOUR LIFES PROBLEMS. THANKS TO THOSE WHO MESSAGED THEIR PROBLEMS. OMAR HAS SPENT THE LAST MONTH MULLING IT OVER AND HAS SOME IDEAS FOR YOU!

Hi Omar, I’m looking for the best coffee in Rezza, can you help? – @emilyloynd

Dear Emily, Woof, guess what? Now that we've officially upgraded our status to besties, I can’t wait to share some seriously pawsome news with you. Brace yourself, because my Dad dropped the ultimate coffee bombshell –Reservoir's coffee mecca is none other than the legendary Sycamore Meadows. I mean, we're talking coffee that's so good, it'll make your tail wag faster than a three-year-old on a sugar rush.

But hold your biscuits, there's a world of caffeinated wonders out there - we have so many great places to eat and drink in Rezza! Coffee, tea, chai – you name it, we're on it! My Mum, bless her soul, is a self-proclaimed chai snob, and guess where her heart finds its chai-flavored solace? Yep, you guessed it – Sycamore Meadows, or any place that can whip up a cup of Prana wet chai with oat milk!

Now, here's the scoop on another local hangout - Northside, with outdoor heaters. My Mum's chai devotion reaches heights so astronomical that she's willing to brave the great outdoors just to sip her chai in peace, because, let's face it, if she left me alone I'd give the neighbourhood a canine opera performance that would have the local cats begging for earplugs. Thank goodness for those outdoor heaters! I've perfected the art of ankle sneak attacks from beneath the bench seats. You should see the hoomans jump!

So there you have it, Emily! Life's a tail-wagging adventure and I'm thrilled to have you trot alongside me. Until next time, keep those paws dancing and those coffee cups overflowing!

Yours, in ankle snapping happiness, Omar the Agony Dog x

About to move to Rezza. Am sad to leave my neighbours. Any tips on meeting new folk? X

Dear future collector, Well, bark my biscuits, if you’re moving to Reservoir, you're in for a treat! While the thought of leaving a barktastic street and the legendary Crispe Park dog posse is a ruff bone to chew- fear not, the realm of new friendships is just a tail-wag away. Let me spill the kibble on my secret to social supremacy: tree messages. Yep, you heard it right. As I strut my fluffy self to my all-time favorite park, I leave little notes on the trees, like a four-legged pen pal party. My hooman friends might not have caught onto this trend….. Yet.

My park rendezvous might be overshadowed by my Mum's epic hooman chat sessions, but it’s just a really friendly place! My Mum also goes to a howl club - she calls it ‘choir’. There are heaps around Rezza, but you won’t catch me there; I’ve been banned, but I think it’s because my sister who’s a Kelpie and a real show off, with a serious set of pipes drowns me out and no one knows how damn good I really am!

AND, you could also volunteer at the REZZADENT - they are really cool people! If you see me around Reservoir come up and sniff my butt!

Yours, in tail-wagging camaraderie, Omar the Agony Dog x

Every month a different Reservoir pet helps a troubled Rezzadent through this column; one tail wag and wet kiss at a time. Treats welcome. Send your qualms with the subject line “Dear Reservoir Pets” to rezzadentnews@gmail.com . If your bestlegged mate wants to get involved, also get in touch.

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