In The Doghouse
This morning, I'm walking my dog. I see another dog with a new haircut:
Me: Nice haircut!
Dog's Owner: Thanks. It's his birthday haircut.
My Dog: mustsniffbuttmustsniffbuttmustsniffbutt
Other Guy's Dog: getintheregetintheregetinthere
Birthday... waaaiiiit a minute- I at that point just realized it's my dog's birthday tomorrow. What should I get him? What do you get the dog that... sort of has... a lot of things but not everything due to time money and space?
Here's what I would get him, had I the time, money, space and a screw loose:
PS he turns nine.
posted by Tempy @ 9:22 AM
9 Comments:
I'm not buying Jesse a dollhouse.
You could buy him a calendar, and then teach him about the arbitrary human concept of "year" and see if then he gives a shit about his birthday.
Greenies. A big box of Greenies. It's like doggie crack.
Greenies give my dog diarrhea.
The again, so does crack...
Yeah T, sorry about that last birthday. maybe I'll buy him the dollhouse this time.
I'm not sure which is more ridiculous, the dog house or the actual house behind it. Is that Rhett Butler's hound or what?
He will never starve again. HE WILL NEVER STARVE AGAIN.
um, so I am embarassed that I know this, but I believe you mean, he will never go hungry again, if you want to correctly quote the movie....
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