I must have been under a rock, bc I just

I must have been under a rock, bc I just found out that it's hip and trendy in Japan to put nylons on your dog & take photos. This makes my next business trip all the more better!

I packed my favorite furry costume, Droopy Dog, and a pair of XXXXL nylons. I was so excited about FINALLY being able to fulfill my dream while in Japan that I couldn't zip my pan

ts. It was a big deal, because when I got to the airport I put on my furry costume to avoid the extra bag fees. TSA agents made me remove my Droppy Dog head to check my passport,

and my passport showed Droopy Dog. The wily TSA agent immediately suspected foul play since Droopy Dog was on their watchlist. When she gave me a private pat down, my instinct

was to sniff her crotch. I resisted, thanks to my training at obediance school. When the lovely TSA agent completed her pat down, she rubbed my head. "Good boy, Droopy Dog." WOOF!

What I really relished was dropped food. That was my thing. I would sit with the TSA agent, keeping my nose vigil for explosives. But I would be focused on this peanut M&M like a

amazement, especially when the baby eagle popped its fuzzy little head out of the oversized bag of peanut M&Ms. The eaglet had hid intentionally for a change of scenery.

But it hadn't counted on a fatal peanut allergy. When the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Marshall arrived, she put the dead eaglet in a specimen bag, drew her sidearm, and said "Someone ha

ha ha -- excuse me -- needs to -- hee hee!" She couldn't contain herself. "I'm sorry," she dropped the pistol and the bag, "bwa ha ha, but I just heard the funniest joke on NPR!"