A dog’s busy day
Wake up.
Chew dad’s head
Go outside, roll in wet grass, run around
Come inside. Pee.
eat cat until 11:00. Try to make the cat make that funny noise again that sounds like a cement mixer full of weasels
sleep.
Sleep.
Eat a sock.
sleep.
Wake up, make noises like I have to go outside.
Go outside. Roll in wet grass.
Come inside. Pee.
spread the sunday edition of the hammond times across the livingroom floor. Reduce to 1″ squares.
Eat the cat.
sleep
sleep
chase the empty pop bottle across the floor, making the most noise a 6 lb dog can make.
sleep
sleep
chew on dad’s head
go to sleep with my belly against dad’s head.
Awwww. Ain’t he cute?
Did he yawn in your face? No? I win. ::grin::
M
Nothing like a dog breath yawn, is there?
Your dog seems to be quite sophisticated; with most dogs, the outlook is, “If you can’t eat it or screw it, piss on it”.
Hahahahahaha! Thanks, Og. I needed that. :)
Bob;
The Official Dog Line of Consideration for unfamiliar objects, (according to Mom, who’s right, of course), is this:
Dog finds new thing. Sniffs. The decision tree runs:
1) Eat it.
2) Fight it.
3) Fuck it.
4) Piss on it.
With 4) being the default option when the other three fall over.
M
The dog regularly tries to fuck the cat. It’s quite amusing. The cat ends up with this Dr Smith (think lost in space) look on it’s face “Oh, the humiliation!! Oh, the pain!!”
Very funny.
As long as it’s at your house.
Did you ever have Jay for an instructor at Fanuc?
I was not impressed.
BTW, my email at MSN is still taboo.
Jay who? I know most of the guys. Mail me at mhardig at aol dot com