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

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

hawk. A hawk addicted to peanut M&Ms, nay, a mother hawk that had mistaken this peanut M&M for it's own child! My whole being was focused on this dropped M&M, so you can imagine my

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!"