When most people (ya know, the non-crazy sort)
find themselves with some down time
they usually do things like read a book, watch a movie or go to the pool maybe.
Not my people. Oh, no. Not my people.
Lemme tell ya.
When my people aren't spending their time anthropomorphizing me,
they do things like this instead....
pretend like I'm something, I ain't.
Like a chihuahua or George Washington or a fennec fox of all things!
Oh, this one's the worst! That dang blasted other dog that lives here. (Really, my people should just get rid of that one. She's old and really just good for nuthin' no more.)
Who would turn a dog into a cat, I ask ya? Can you insult me anymore than that?
Or a rabbit? I eat those things for lunch...
well, at least I keep trying to.
Sometimes they like to pretend I don't even have any ears...
like a stinkin' reptile or somethin'.
And this one... come on... I don't even know what this one is...
a lamb, a basset hound, that muppet that plays the piano... who knows with these people.
OH, oh, this is real rich... hows about a barmaid at Oktoberfest.
Seriously people, I don't even have thumbs!
So there ya have it.
This is my life.
Someone get me outta here, for cryin' out loud!
PS: If as you read this ridiculous post it sounded like I was a wise guy from the Bronx...
I apologize. The lady, she's been listening to the second Dark Tower by Stephen King and for some reason she thinks I should sound like Eddie Dean.
(I'm really surprised she didn't make me drop the F-bomb.)
I mean come on. Everyone in this house knows I sound like Butters from South Park.