My dog is mostly Australian Shepherd (working dog). He was evaluated and I was told that he has the intellect of a two and half year old human child. Now I understand why he doesn't fit in with the other dogs and wears a pocket protector. He's way smarter than them. He is like the ultimate dog nerd.
"Hey fellas! What say we go find some human people and do exactly as they say! That's exhilarating!...Guys?"
"No thanks geek! We're gonna eat our own crap and run around aimlessly."
What do I tell him when he comes to me and says;
"Owner, I fear that the other dogs don't enjoy my company. Maybe it's that I am a working dog. Perhaps they envy me because I have a job and a 401K. They just chase that green round thing endlessly and they never want to play "sit, stay, speak" with me. It's as if the care more for that inanimate fuzzy green orb than their fellow canine. I know! I'll dress in a big, round, fuzzy green suit then maybe they will run along with me and be 'good dogs'."
Poor dog dork.
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You are killin me! Give Romeo a break- he is adopted and yout know the "adopted" kids always try harder!
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