Kickass advice from the dogs

Kickass, the doorstop dog, said the dogs had gathered to see if there was anything they could do about the sorry state of affairs existing since all the keepers chose an orange-haired idiot as their kennel manager:

1st dog: “It’s like the poor things have a terrible infestation of lice and they just can’t scratch enough.”

2nd dog: “Worse than that. It’s as if they ate some rotten road kill and their guts are full of parasites.”

3rd dog: “Mange.  It’s mange.  The orange-haired one brought it in.  They are all going to tear out their hair before it is over.”

4th dog: “I’d bet on distemper, myself, red eyes and vomiting and other signs of severe distress.”

5th Dog: “Could be that you are confusing distemper with hangovers.  There has been a definite increase in consumption of strong drink.”

6th dog: “Well, can you blame them.  What if we had a pack leader who rolled in dead fish at every opportunity and then bragged about it and made you sniff of his orange fur!”

7th dog: “Is there anything we can do to help them?”

8th Dog: “Tell them to stop whining and send the orange SOB to Moscow where he can play fetch with Putin.”

All dogs then left for the dog park to mark territory and do sniff tests.

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