Saturday, December 3, 2011

Dad. We're bored.

"Dad, we're bored. Can we go for a walk?"
Sorry kiddies, but I have to finish cleaning first.
"Clean what, Dad ?"
You fur, Monty's pee, all your old bones, all the grass seeds you just pulled out of your feet, someone's vomit, muddy feet, oh, and whatever it is you found and dragged in yesterday.
"Oh. OK. We'll wait then."

Si the Dogblogger
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