Sunday, June 22, 2008


It's right (---->) there.

It's wonderful how they (don't) kinda share.

Lou had it, first, laying Frog Dog, nibbling at the round of it. Ollie whined. I let him. 'Twas Louie's turn on the Bone Monster. King Lou growled when His Olliness approached.

Eventually, Louie either lost interest or he (as I like to hope) saw fit for his smallah brothah to pondah the bone-ah.

Ollie chewed. (Not quite as earth-shattering as "Jesus wept," but! It'll have to do.)

Ollie chewed.

Louie made a few more perfucntory growls and then--I assume--said "Fuggit." He ambled onto the cushy couch cushions. Down for the count.

Ollie chewed a little longer and said--I, again, assume--"Fuggit. I be done-done."

And so now the bone lies, on the carpet, no canines canining into it.

Please to call up Cesar Milan? Make his ass tell me the fruther from the druther?



Jay said...

But, if one of them decides he would like to chew on that thing for a while again, the other one will suddenly be interested in it too. They're just like kids that way. ;-)

I'm Frank said...

Try covering it in bacon grease. Then the dogs will be all over it. I might too.

JenBun said...

Knick knack paddy whack!

Heh, you said "bone-ah"!!!

Isabella Snow said...

LOL. Looks like a yummy bone. Did you get a little sum sum for yourself? ;)

Melissa said...

Pete always wants what Willy has, and will bark directly into his ear until Willy learns that no rawhide is worth it.

Have fun with the four this weekend! (And thanks again!)

oestrebunny said...

I've tagged you Adam!

Anonymous said...

I hope it doesn't give Ollie the shits. ROFL!