A Very Strong Odor of Doom
Nov. 7th, 2005 09:41 amSo, I was late to work today because Diesel, my Rottweiler which is the size of a house, shat horribly in front of the door. It was so bad I couldn't even open my door until I scooped up about six metric tons of dog shit from in front of my apartment door.
What in seven hells has he been eating to upset his stomach that badly? Undercooked people?
Is this an omen for the week to come?
What in seven hells has he been eating to upset his stomach that badly? Undercooked people?
Is this an omen for the week to come?
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Date: 2005-11-07 03:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-07 04:40 pm (UTC)"How do you tell if a pile of dog shit came from a doberman?"
"How do I tell? I don't."
"Okay, how do I tell?"
"Check it for fingers?"
Okay, so this anecdote was more amusing before I remembered the dog in the book was a doberman, not a rottweiler...
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Date: 2005-11-07 08:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-07 11:54 pm (UTC)