Wednesday, December 16, 2009
"Look at that crumby squirrel. And he's on MY porch!"
"Yeah...and he's eating all the bird seed. I don't like anyone to eat seed but birds. You know how much I like to watch birds..."
"We better do something. Who knows what that pushy bugger will try next? Maybe he'll get Mom to make him into some sort of pet. You know, where she feeds him every day."
"No way! Why don't you tell Mom you need to go outside? Just play it cool. When she opens the door I'll sneak out behind you. We'll corner that creep and make sure he never comes back again."
"I don't know. I can't think straight. I'm getting kind of excited."
"No! Don't do it!"
"WOOF!! WOOF!! WOOF!!"
"Great. He waved at us. And it looks like he's laughing, too."
"Sometimes a dog's just gotta do what he's gotta do."
"Oh shut up."