Wednesday, January 26, 2005


My dog is my child, much lower maintenance than a child albeit, but she really is my family. When she's sick or hurt, I hurt with her - When she's depressed, I'm depressed too and when she wags her tail, mine wags with her. She's my best buddy. Having said all of that, there really are some over-the-top things people will buy and do for their hounds. Like this CELL PHONE FOR PETS.

In "toon town", this would be the scenario: "Scruffs, look! I got you your own cell phone!" Scruffs' thoughts *wagging tail*: "Hope you just upped your minutes pal, because I'm now going to be the busiest whore/crack-dealer dog in the neighborhood!! Those stupid alley-cats that gang up and chase me around will have nothin' on me!!!! Dad, you've got no idea what you've just done!!!!!"

In the "Real World" : "Scruffs, look! I got you your own cell phone!"
Scruffs' thoughts *hanging tail, ears cocked back*: "And you think I'm going to answer, you fool? I don't listen to you now, what makes you think I'm going to listen to box on my collar? Wow, what a waste of money - you could have bought me so many stuffed animals to rip up with that money! Your stupidity never ceases to amaze me!!"

My Grandmother would buy this for her Max, but she wouldn't be able to figure out how to use it.