Heh – that’s for all the fine young voyeurs at NSA. Morning, guys!
Anyway, this post is really about dogs. Because Dharma and Basie were visiting at the time, right? And they’re all like, “Wow, they chop the heads off live chickens here! This is like Doggie Disneyland!” “I know, right? Isn’t it cool?” “I wanna taste!” “No, me!”
And Ghost, who has been around these chickens since they arrived, has lived here all his life and who has rather fixed ideas about how things are supposed to happen, was discovering anew that dogs can indeed experience existential angst.
“Wait. Mom did this? MY mom? Um…was this covered in the puppy manual? And does it have application to disciplinary levels we haven’t achieved yet? Because if so, I just want to say I never went near that trashcan. That was allll Little Bear.”
LOL! I can just see them. Poor old Ghost.
“I suggest that Landlady murdered Bob, in the Kitchen, with the Hatchet.” 😉
“Wait. Mom did this? MY mom?”
Well, that’s enough to make anyone into a basket case! Although, at least one very famous axe murderer was a woman.