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A man is whatever room he's in.

  • A man is whatever room he's in.
  • A dog is whatever is next to him.
  • So naturally I taunted him. "Tell me what you eat, and I'll tell you what you are." The dog had the right to remain silent, but he surprised me with his calm eloquence:
  • "Do I have Buddha nature or not?" the dog asked. "Throw me a bone here." Fluffy's "enlightenment" was really getting on my nerves. "Bad boy," I said. "No more Eastern paradoxes."
  • The dog, miffed, strolled across the water. "And no more miracles either!" Fluffy gave me that holier-than-thou look. I knew then he would climb on the furniture.
  • Yappy little mutt! Good thing I'd doused the sofa generously with cayenne pepper and loaded his food bowl with chocolate! He'd think twice or more about chewing slippers again!
  • He lapped up the food in the bowl the pepper-laced soda. In less than a minute he was yelping like a truck ran over him and frantically started chasing his own tail. He doubled up
  • one ice cream sandwiches to combat the "after burners." That lousy human had put hot sauce in his Alpo. He napped and awaited for a brilliant revenge to occur to his canine
  • cunning cortex, but it had been blunted by domestication. In his dream he chased a mouse wearing a giant sombrero & woke up with a bang as his head hit the gas grill canister
  • making a loud ringing noise that woke everyone up in the neighborhood. Everyone was very upset and did not want to live near him anymore.

1 Comments

  1. SlimWhitman Sep 07 2011 @ 16:43

    I wanted the dogs to get revenge, but dogs will be dogs... anyone seen that dog that runs in his sleep and wears a crash helmet?

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