Within the last few days we have had a thread about skunks (and silly dogs), a thread on opossums, and one including mention of the language of the rabbit warren in the book Watership Down.
Do we spend too much time associating with nature?
A special note to Scott Z: Urban life must be very different. Putting a skunk-blasted dog inside a vehicle (ANY VEHICLE) is beyond comprehension. Well....maybe somebody else's vehicle....but only after donning Ebola-rated outerwear.
And just now, you have relegated us to hemorrhagic diseases.
Indeed... what have we come to? 🙂
Somebody else is weirder.
I hope.
We have a current project to divide a 70-acre tract into three equal area tracts for three siblings who inherited the parent tract as co-owners. No matter how this turns out somewhere between one and three will be completely dissatisfied with the results. That is a guarantee based on many years of doing this. It will be MY FAULT. One or more will pray for my infection with that African disease.
Ok I'll shut my pie hole now
I work in NYC. I don't live there. Where I live there are more horses or trees than people.
And the dog had to go somewhere, so it went on a blanket in the car.
Took a few days but the smell is gone.
I would've chained her in the back, but the dog is so good I never bought a chain.
Oh well...:-)
Just look at who is leading the charge, errr ... stampede.
Yippy Kai Yay
Have a nice day.
B-)
Now THAT is funny, no matter who you are:-P
I agree. That is just plain Funny.B-)
thanks, i needed a new background picture 😛
That pic reminds me of a story:
Yes, it is funny. I hope you won't mind this as a reply to it. I did not write this piece (no pun intended!)
Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for Athena the wonder dog at Wal-Mart and was about to check out. A woman behind me asked if I had a dog. What did she think I had, an elephant? So since I'm retired, with little to do, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again.
Although I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified , she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no; I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's back-side and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard!
WAL-MART won't let me shop there anymore.
That pic reminds me of a story:
I have seen other versions of this.
It still rates a good belly laugh.:-P
That pic reminds me of a story:
Thanks Nate. I needed a good laugh!
> Now THAT is funny, no matter who you are:-P
Yep, I are me and that IS funny!:-P
That pic reminds me of a story:
There are other versions of it, but the core story is the same.
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