Starring: Zander (black and white feline), Zoey (black feline), and Zack (gray canine)
The Scene: It's a stormy afternoon...
Zander: You know, I haven't rubbed my butt on Mom's pillow in a while...
Zoey: Woah...What's going on?
Zack: Hanging out with kitties is cool. I don't care what the other dogs say...
Zander: Fuck this noise...Peace out bitches...
Zoey: It's getting dark...Loud banging...This is ringing a bell...
Zack: Huh, huh, huh??? Where's Zander going? What's Zoey looking at?
Zander: MOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! Maybe if Mom would get off her lazy ass once in a while and clean the glass I might be able to see in this fucking door...MOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! Where are you???
Zoey: This is a magical moment...I'm not going to take my eyes off of it...
Zack: Seriously, Zo. Whatchya lookin' at?
Zander: Oh, there you are! I can barely see you through the haze of Zack's noseprints, but I know you're there. Let me the fuck in NOW!!! There's a pillow in there that's just dying for a good ass-rubbing!
Zoey: Dogs are stupid. He's ruining my opportunity to commune with nature...
Zack: I fucking hate cats...Bitches...The whole lot of 'em...What in the FUCK is she looking at???
Z-Girl: One one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand, BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!!!
Saturday, November 05, 2005
It's Raining Cats And Dogs...Or I Mean, It's Raining On Cats and Dogs
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Like I said, you have the best pictures of cats outside looking forlornly toward the inside.
Thank for the giggle:) I love your dog...is he a Weim??
That made me laugh out loud- thanks! You have the most talkative cats I've ever seen- mine usually just give me a nsty look and move on.
Junebee- Well, it's just that they always want IN when they're OUT and OUT when they're IN. But the pictures of them wanting to go out aren't as much fun for some reason.
Justdawn- Yup. He's a crazy ass weimareiner (which I cannot spell to save my life).
Bonanza- See, I think it's just a tad bit less crazy to admit that my animals talk to me than to admit I hear voices in my head.
i found a weim breeder in belgium that is expecting to have a litter for sale next summr...now i am just trying to convince myself that i is worth it to spend 1000 euro on my dream dog...
hahahah This is sooo funny, cracking me up here
Our glass door suffers from the SAME AFFLICTION!
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