(I like to mess with my dogs' heads)
Look Tweed, it's summer time again!
"Yay! Summer! I'm goin' swimmin'!"
"Oh you f*ckin' lying hag. It's not summer. This shizzat is cold. As soon as my paws thaw, you're dead meat."
"If the Food Lady says it's summer, it must be true. BONZAI!"
"Holy crap, that's cold. Take a good long look at this face, woman, cuz it's the last thing you're ever gonna see. I am the freezing cold soaking wet ninja of death, and the Reaper is pointing his finger straight.at.you."
"Ha ha! Tweed's dumb, Piper is stupid, you're about to meet your maker, and I'm dry!"
"HELP! HELP! Monsterbehindme, MONSTERBEHINDME!"
"A monster?!?! Where?!"
^^ scared Wootie's ears straight.
It's cold out there, kids. Going to the beach was not the best idea I ever had. My fingers are frozen. But it was worth it to screw with the dogs.
There were loads of other equally sadistic humans at the beach too, and all the dogs were mighty cheezed at being swindled, and in bad moods.
"What was that? What did you say to me? Me and my friend here, we're going to take you and your ridiculously tiny ears down, pal!"
"Don't you be talkin' crap to my friend Tiny Ears, mister, I'll kick your ass into next year!"
"Gah! Dude! Try a breath mint! Geez!"
"What the hell are you lookin' at camera lady? I'm about to stuff you into the cavernous hole of my snaggletoothed mouth."
"I'm so confused!"
Poor Piper. She's a slow learner. She tried swimming again.
Her body froze, and fell off. All the remained was a disembodied bobbing head.
Thank doG for Tweed. He was willing and eager to fetch Piperhead.
"Want me to get it? I'll get it. No really, I'll get it. Can I get it?"
"Yay! Still dry!"
"Food Lady, why are you so mean?"
Look Tweed, it's summer time again!
"Yay! Summer! I'm goin' swimmin'!"
"Oh you f*ckin' lying hag. It's not summer. This shizzat is cold. As soon as my paws thaw, you're dead meat."
"If the Food Lady says it's summer, it must be true. BONZAI!"
"Holy crap, that's cold. Take a good long look at this face, woman, cuz it's the last thing you're ever gonna see. I am the freezing cold soaking wet ninja of death, and the Reaper is pointing his finger straight.at.you."
"Ha ha! Tweed's dumb, Piper is stupid, you're about to meet your maker, and I'm dry!"
"HELP! HELP! Monsterbehindme, MONSTERBEHINDME!"
"A monster?!?! Where?!"
^^ scared Wootie's ears straight.
It's cold out there, kids. Going to the beach was not the best idea I ever had. My fingers are frozen. But it was worth it to screw with the dogs.
There were loads of other equally sadistic humans at the beach too, and all the dogs were mighty cheezed at being swindled, and in bad moods.
"What was that? What did you say to me? Me and my friend here, we're going to take you and your ridiculously tiny ears down, pal!"
"Don't you be talkin' crap to my friend Tiny Ears, mister, I'll kick your ass into next year!"
"Gah! Dude! Try a breath mint! Geez!"
"What the hell are you lookin' at camera lady? I'm about to stuff you into the cavernous hole of my snaggletoothed mouth."
"I'm so confused!"
Poor Piper. She's a slow learner. She tried swimming again.
Her body froze, and fell off. All the remained was a disembodied bobbing head.
Thank doG for Tweed. He was willing and eager to fetch Piperhead.
"Want me to get it? I'll get it. No really, I'll get it. Can I get it?"
"Yay! Still dry!"
"Food Lady, why are you so mean?"
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11 comments:
I've been to sea in sub-zero temps; There's NO way you'd catch me at the beach on a frosty day... Not even to mess with the dog's head. Sorry - Sadism just isn't that important to me.
;-)
the " so confused" pic...my first belly laugh of the day. thx
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I just want to steal Tweed from you. He's my favorite!
Dear, dear Food Lady -- in the following days or weeks, while you are waiting for Tweed and Piper to forget how much they want to kill you, please also keep your eyes open for the owners of the Viszla and Weimaraner. Do they know that we're out here, all across the globe, guffawing at their dogs?
I, too, laughed out loud at the "so confused" picture but the last picture of Tweed is sooo sweet. The many faces of Woo are amazing - when his ears stand up, he looks like a different dog. How does he manage to hide them most of the time?
I also visited your Big Air web site and was duly impressed - it is wonderful! I hope it brings you the work and recognition you deserve.
Kepler would like to remind you that it's not really cold until the noise of the dogs' teeth chattering drowns out your conversation. Less than that is merely nippy.
Whoa, how weird is this? I type the sentence above and then look down at the "word verification word" and it's...NIPPI. Google is just a little too prescient for my tastes.
Wootie ears!!!! ROTFL!!!
I'm thinkin'... Wootie might be part fox. No?
love your blog! the pics are fab and Mr Woo reminds me of my boy Felix x
HA HA HA HA HA HA - especially "confused."
MEAN Food Lady! SO totally something I would do!
Oh yeah, I *did* do it. My pool is heated. Friends pool is not. December. Friends house. Asked Kat if she wanted to go swim. Of course she did. Once.
Pissed off Kitten.
I laughed and laughed.
Yes, this is the same person who tortured the dogs with the Manners Minder :-)
Reader's Digest has a joke this month that keeps conjouring the "snaggle tooth," mouth dog photo in this entry into my mind over and over again.
"How do you know the tooth brush was invented in Tennesse? If it were invented any where else it would have been called a teethbrush." (...enter snaggle tooth dog image)
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