At this point my dog has turned into the Hellen Keller of canines.
But since she doesn't have any fingers with which to do sign language she's decided that her chosen form of communication will be shit and piss.
It's excrement morse code. A turd is a dash and a puddle is a dot. And she's running around my house rattling off Shakespearian sonnets.
Why is it that I have no problem eating a pasture full of hamburger but I can't bring myself to put this stupid dog down ?
Monday, July 31, 2006
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