CharlieGodammit got up from his post in front of the door where he guards me from Feds and Mormons and Evil Cats and slunk past, eyes avoiding me and trying not to be noticed as he headed towards the back door.
I waited for a minute for noises but it seemed to be awfully quiet. I mean, that damned dog is always into something and he's usually not too subtle about it. No noise this time though, so it looks like I'll have to get up from my Camouflage Bass Pro Easy Chair and investigate whatever mischief he might be into. Then I heard his rabies tag tink-tink against the catbox.
Ah. Snack time. Back to my book......
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ReplyDeleteYou mean this? 8*)
Cat turds, the canine filet mignon.
ReplyDeleteAlmond Rocas...
ReplyDeletei hate coming home from work,getting big kisses from the dog, and then the wife says, honey, don't kiss the dog!
ReplyDeleteAlmond Roca, without the almonds...
ReplyDeleteI've learned to live with a shit-eatin dog, even vomit-lickin dog. But catshit? Puulleeeese!
ReplyDeleteAnd then a little later he come over and licked you Kenny!
Ewwww
ReplyDeleteSeriously? What IS it with Dogs and cat shit?? And then it upsets their stomach, and they shit all over the house!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI shoot cats.
anonymous, you shoot cats? asshole.
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