She Can’t Pay Rent, So She Must Dance
Posted by Sunday on Aug 19, 2010 at 11:40 am
The trick with throwing a piece of cheese to the dog is making sure that it lands where she can’t get to it.
She looked for that piece for a long time, much to our somebody-call-the-ASPCA entertainment.
And patiently waited for another one.
Until her head started to implode from need.
(For the record, the cheese stayed there until it became translucent.)
August 19th, 2010 | Totally Unrelated
You make me laugh just about every day, and I really thank you for that. I dread the day you get bored with this blog.
She looks like an angry koala or an ewok in that last picture! Love it.
And now I want cheese.
She is an angry koala! Wait, have you ever seen an angry koala? They’re terrifying. They aren’t cute bears, they are rageful!
That piece of cheese looks teeny tiny…poor Tank. If I must dance for cheese it would have to be triple cream brie, smeared on a nice toasty piece of baguette. Can you tell that it’s past my lunchtime?
I wish I could say that was the only cheese we gave her, but nope. She got a lot more than that piece. Also: margarine. She LOVES margarine. I know. I try not to, but it’s the only thing she’ll eat her pills with. True!