Pappy is our mustachioed terrier mutt, with the bandy-legged gait of a cowpoke and the grizzled mug of a chuckwagon cook. These are his ongoing adventures...
"What are you doing with that plastic bag? No, don't pick that... Drop it! DROP IT!"Aaaaaw, you are a disgusting, disgusting human. "
Scarlett would be thinking: "Oh boy, he's bringing breakfast back home!"
You have lesft us speechless! Me n' Teka thought muzzer was the only one who loved dogs so much that she collected poop!
My Mom collects my poop too. Only bad thing is, she slips it into the neighbor's garbage pails! One of these days he will catch us!Bussie KissiesBuster
Fleasgang,I have to say I found the dialog about Scarlett's unquenchable thirst to be wildly hilarious/repulsive.Gus,You don't mean like "collect and put into a deep freeze for future generations", do you? Because we don't do that.Buster,As long as you don't put it in the deep freeze, we're good.
Yeah - when you think about it, we don't have thumbs so we can't pick up poop - but why would we want to - we put it on the ground for a reason - to leave it there! My Dad prefers to put poop in the bin - so today I did him a favour - I pooped right next to a bin so it would be easy for him to put it right in there. He said that the only thing better would be if he could teach me to poop straight into the bin. Why would I want to do that?Love and Licks,Texas (and his humans).
Wish I could think of something half as witty to say as you guys--but I'm too busy laughing!
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