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I know my dog eats cat shit, but I try to ignore it, since I also happen to know that it’s his sarcastic attempt to make fun of my life.
October 2, 2006 at 4:52 PM ::
In order to score a little cat poop, my dog must leap out the front door at every opportunity, and run to one of the flower gardens that the neighborhood cats use as litter boxes. Make whatever social commentary you want out of that. Personally, I am afraid she has an unbreakable addiction, and have been pestering the veternarian to give us whatever passes for methodone in the pet world.
pam on 10/02/06 at 05:16 PM ::
Rover says (via the Dog Whisperer): Don’t knock if if you haven’t tried it.
'mouse on 10/02/06 at 05:22 PM ::
Who’s knocking it? I’m all for humping.
Oh wait, you must mean the cat part.
Keith on 10/02/06 at 05:40 PM ::
It seems only right to discuss humping here, considering the titles of the two sentences this one falls between.
To the left we have pure fantasy, and to the right, harsh reality.
Keith on 10/02/06 at 05:41 PM ::