I’m Standing on Your Table

Hey, everyone’s favorite little friend is coming back to stay at You Know Who’s place. I have been dog-proofing the place again to prepare.
Having this little guy over is exactly like this: “HEY LOOK AT ME! I’ve got your shoe! Ha ha ha — chase me, chase me! Ahh, you got your shoe back — that’s okay, I didn’t want it anyway. Oh look, I’ve got a sock! I’m hiding under here with your sock. Bah, that sock was boring. LOOK AT ME, I’m standing on your table! Isn’t that crazy? What’s buried in this couch? I’m going to hide this in here even though you told me not to, I hope you don’t mind. I have to poop now! GOTTA POOP GOTTA POOP GOTTA POOP — wow, the outdoors sure is fun! Just kidding, I didn’t have to poop. WOW A LEAF – “
Why can’t he just loaf around and smoke weed like the dog in the above picture? Sure, the dog above has no job and eats nachos all the time and has no ambition, but at least he hasn’t destroyed anything in a while.






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