Saturday, 6:15 am....
Me: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Dogs: BARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARK!!!!
Me: wtf? huh?
Dogs: BARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARK!!!!
Me: WHAT ARE YOU BARKING AT?
Dogs: The cat. Across the street. It was breathing oxygen. WE SAVED
YOU. IT WAS SUCKING YOUR WILL TO LIVE. IT WOULD HAVE USED UP ALL THE
OXYGEN.
Me: *groan* (pillow over head)
Dogs: Can you get up and
let us out now? A freak out like that really makes us have to pee.
Plus there's stuff in the back yard we haven't barked at yet today.
Me: Go ask Dad.
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