Thursday, March 19, 2009

The roaming beast knows not where he roams.

Do dogs have an agenda? Do they leave there respective shanties with a laundry list of activities to do? I observed a small K-9 waltz down the street today exuding such confidence that I suspected he had to be heading towards a scheduled rendezvous. I suspect that very morning the little fella woke from his slumber and thought to himself "Alrighty, I need to head down to Bruno's place and sniff his ass for about five to ten minutes, then I am going to old lady Johnson's domicile to relieve myself on her newely trimmed rose bushes. After that, I am going to crawl under Bobs fence and try to catch that whore of a cat till it climbs Bob's tree. I will bark at the kitty in the tree for twenty to thirty minutes until my throat feels raw and I become parched from the effort. At that time I will enter Bobs house through the kitties door and quench my thirst at his pearly white fountain". Probably not, I am sure wandering dogs have no particular destination, hence the wandering. Dogs are such spontaneous rebels! No wonder there are woman on the internet who let dogs have there way with them. Woman love spontaneity! So gentelmen, next time your girlfriend or wife calls you a dog, don't be quick to anger, she may just be giving you a compliment.

3 comments:

  1. Interesting observation and blog! I like the picture too!

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  2. Okay, I'll be smiling all day from that post. What a great analogy.

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  3. You have a twisted mind. Hahaha.

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