Showing posts with label dogs rule. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs rule. Show all posts
Thursday 11 October 2007
Sunday 29 July 2007
She may worry her tongue smells of lemon .....who knows?
My dog has started to lick my legs as I take a shower in the morning. I don't really mind too much, I suppose, but I have to shoo her away at the end so that I can properly clean myself. She just stands there getting drookit and laps away like a loon. Happy as a bastard, really. And I just stand there getting drookit, not so happy, worrying if my legs smell like dog. They don't. I know this, because I asked my girlfriend to check.
My dog is A Very Good Thing and that's just a fact. My girlfriend is also A Very Good Thing because she will sniff my legs to see if they smell like dog. Who actually does that?
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The Periodic Englishman
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