Um…Uncle Joel…

…are you ever planning to get out of bed? Food bowl’s empty and bladder’s full over here…

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You shouldn't ask these questions of a paranoid recluse, you know.
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3 Responses to Um…Uncle Joel…

  1. mattexian says:

    That’s my 4 dogs every morning, especially the old man. He’s 12 now, and whines regularly when he needs outside, and it’s best not to dally too long, or he’ll use the floor anyway. Thankfully we have a fenced-in quarter acre back yard, so I don’t need to get fully dressed or awake to let him out for a few minutes.

  2. Robert says:

    Ha! The Look. You are a fortunate man, Joel; your bodyguard communicates with you simply by body language.

    My ex, without conferring with me, brought home two doggies from the animal sanctuary. “Sanctuary” appears to mean “dog with issues”. We had white carpet (shaddup, not my choice); the dogs never learned The Look.

  3. Mark Matis says:

    Well, Robert, that means you did not have WHITE carpet for long after their arrival!

To the stake with the heretic!