Perfidious spaniels
Apr. 28th, 2008 06:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lederhosenConversation with Dog-Or the Wonder Spaniel, last week:
DOG-OR: I need to go out.
ME: Murfle. Am in bed. Is warm.
DOG-OR: *scratches at door* I need to go out. By the way, I haven't peed since last night.
ME: Oh, okay. *gets out of lovely warm bed to go open the door*
DOG-OR: Sucker! *jumps onto bed and grabs my spot*
I've tried to explain to him that a few thousand years back, his ancestors slept outside ALL THROUGH THE WINTER, and there were no quilts or electric blankets, not even for the humans. I don't think he believes me.
DOG-OR: I need to go out.
ME: Murfle. Am in bed. Is warm.
DOG-OR: *scratches at door* I need to go out. By the way, I haven't peed since last night.
ME: Oh, okay. *gets out of lovely warm bed to go open the door*
DOG-OR: Sucker! *jumps onto bed and grabs my spot*
I've tried to explain to him that a few thousand years back, his ancestors slept outside ALL THROUGH THE WINTER, and there were no quilts or electric blankets, not even for the humans. I don't think he believes me.
