I'd have no qualms living in a treehouse if it meant having red pandas for family and neighbors. No offense to my wonderful mother and father or anything, but I mean, come on.
Good thing you took my request literally, human, because I was NOT about to start walking my little pugbutt home in this weather. You know how pruny my paws get if I spend more than a few minutes in water! It's not a fun feeling for me, and I can't imagine it's a fun feeling for you either, since you're the one who has to hear the whining I do when it happens. This sling-walking rig you whipped up is far preferable, if you ask me!