Lady Adora and I parade our slave dog through the forest while tethered to a leash. However, the situation does not unfold as he had anticipated. He is not permitted to alleviate himself, but must instead lay down in the filth for us to urinate upon. With his mouth wide open! The discomfort of being watched by nearby passers-by is evident on the slave dog’s face, but we are aware that at least one of the onlookers would eagerly trade places with him…