My dog never forgave me for laughing at his drunken behaviour after he'd been given a veterinary anaesthetic. He'd had stitches to repair a nasty gash in his paw from broken glass. I was instructed to take him home, and keep him in his dogbed in a warm place, but he kept trying to get out and stumble around drunkenly. every now and then he'd catch sight of the tip of his tail, but if he turned to see properly, the tail got out of the way, so he was growling at the evil follower. Eventually i gave in and put him in an armchair, which he was not normally permitted to sit in... (Except when I was out... on return the dog would meet me at the door and have no plausible explanation for the still-warm cushion). When I took him out to go pee on a tree, he forgot one foreleg was bandaged and already lifted off the ground, so lifting a hind leg made him topple, to my great mirth. Eventually, after several tries, he just leaned on the tree. I still feel guilty about laughing. but hey. I'm not all bad. I didn't video it, and send it to youtube. When, later that year, I had my foot in pot, and was hobbling around on crutches, the dog smirked SMIRKED! whilst he watched me trying to go upstairs. Son of a bitch!
So feed the cat less.
ReplyDeleteDamn cats.
Pukey scratchy house shitters that they are.
I might be described in those same words. Soubriquet, you do know this is a takeoff on the Dos Equus ad?
ReplyDeleteDos Equis. Typo.
ReplyDeleteDos Equis ad? Have not seen.
ReplyDeleteDos Equis is, I think, a beer?
Do them there cats drink beer too, to the point of stumbling vomiting? We're doomed, doomed, I tell you.
Drunken cats, now that would make a good post! Unfortunately my cat refuses to join me in a cocktail.
ReplyDeleteMy dog never forgave me for laughing at his drunken behaviour after he'd been given a veterinary anaesthetic.
ReplyDeleteHe'd had stitches to repair a nasty gash in his paw from broken glass.
I was instructed to take him home, and keep him in his dogbed in a warm place, but he kept trying to get out and stumble around drunkenly. every now and then he'd catch sight of the tip of his tail, but if he turned to see properly, the tail got out of the way, so he was growling at the evil follower.
Eventually i gave in and put him in an armchair, which he was not normally permitted to sit in... (Except when I was out... on return the dog would meet me at the door and have no plausible explanation for the still-warm cushion). When I took him out to go pee on a tree, he forgot one foreleg was bandaged and already lifted off the ground, so lifting a hind leg made him topple, to my great mirth. Eventually, after several tries, he just leaned on the tree.
I still feel guilty about laughing. but hey. I'm not all bad. I didn't video it, and send it to youtube.
When, later that year, I had my foot in pot, and was hobbling around on crutches, the dog smirked SMIRKED! whilst he watched me trying to go upstairs.
Son of a bitch!
Pets are often very accomplished at tit-for-tat.
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