Saturday, November 01, 2008
Hell Hound's Weekend Update: Midnight Tinkle Near the Garden of Good and Evil
As soon as my lady took me downstairs, I snatched her camera and started galloping like a horse. I pushed the screen door open and crossed to the back of the yard, stopping only briefly to tinkle. I did not make eye contact with the statue of St. Francis of Assisi, (I do not want any trouble). My lady was sprinting after me in her pajamas, yelling something about her camera. She finally caught up with me and I took a smack in the rear for my valiant efforts. (PETA, if you're reading this, write that down.)
Then I went to the back of the fence and started howling like my ancestors, the GREAT hell hounds of the past. My lady tried to muffle my midnight dog song with her bare hands, then her peanut brain finally realized my motive to inspire her to take the picture, and not let the Halloween tradition end.
"Okay, ALRIGHT, Lassie on Crack," she said. (I consider that a compliment.)
Then she climbed up the fence and took a picture for you. Here it is. Do you see any ghosts?
As a reward for my Lassie-like efforts, I'm accepting treats in all forms, cooked or raw, (live chickens welcome), at my Post Office Box. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org for my full address.
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