At a pet supply store in the big town about 50 miles away. I’d stepped in to get a new tag for Ghost, who’d lost his, and she was trying to give away a little yapper who’d lost her owners.
“Do you have a dog?” she asked sweetly.
“Yes, ma’am,” I said. “I have two, and the meanest one eats things just about that size.” Meaning the yapper, of course.
She seemed to take it kind of personally, and didn’t want to talk to me anymore.
Yeah, I’m bad. Also can’t think of anything terribly profound to write about right now. Maybe later, but the weather’s supposed to roll back in and I need to let the batteries charge while they may.
Here’s a random clickbait video you’ve probably already seen…
I thought I was gonna get lynched by crazy cat ladies while walking Big Dog through the pet store one day. There was a table with cages full of kittens for free, and I remarked to the dog what a nice selection of chew toys the store had.
Bad Daddy.
In almost two and a half decades of working at a major zoo I have learned one thing about animal do-gooders. They really don’t have any sense of humor and are ultra politically correct regarding animals. For example, tell a keeper who looks after turtles that turtles are wonderful… as soup. Boy do they ever get pissed.
If you ever need tag replacements again, just let me know and I’ll stamp one out for you. Nothing fancy, but they’re metal and will work until they are lost.
Those little yappers make good bait for coyote hunting. From what I’m told.
Heh,yeah,we all have the same sick sense of humor.Whenever I go to the pet store to buy dog food ,etc,and they’re having a free rescue cat give-a-way in the parking lot,I wander over to look at the kittens in cages and ask “which one do you think is the fastest?”
When they wonder why I ask,I tell them “I’m buying the cat for my dog to chase,and if they’re not real fast he kills them the first day”