Thursday, March 30, 2006

My name is Hank, I am Chinese.
It's been discovered that I have fleas.
A terrible thing cuz they cause disease.
Could someone somewhere help me please?
For solutions I've travelled the seven seas
But found only bees, cheese and flying trapeze.
Medicated shampoo is just a tease,
The fleas remain and it makes me sneeze.
I've tried killing them with Febreeze,
Flea dips, hot oil & chlorine, jeez!
Having them makes me ill at ease
And prevents me catching my required Zzz's.
About the bugs, everyone agrees
They are a dog's worst enemies.
They can live in trees, travel in threes,
And are indigenous to The Florida Keys.
Their presence will indefinitely displease,
It'd be hard to find one who disagrees
That these parasites should be deportees.
I need some solutions or guarantees
That conditions will improve by large degrees,
Or dogs will revolt and their homes we will seize!
So I beg of you now, I'm down on my knees
Please, oh please, give your expertise
To rid the world of these unease causing fleas.
Do so and you will become trustees
And your every whim we dogs will appease.

(Reprise)
Impiety (noun):

1 Unrighteousness by virtue of lacking respect for a god
2 The quality or state of being impious.
3 An impious act.
4 Undutifulness.

Try and use it in a sentence today. Then post that sentence in the comment section. Thank you.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

This guy is very supportive.

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Friday, March 17, 2006

Two days ago, I had a lot of fun. When my Mom came home, I was super-happy to see her. So happy, in fact, that we played the chase game for longer than usual. MAN OH MAN! We ran around for 20 minutes and she got me so good a few times by pretending to run around the corner but really just standing there and jumping out at the last minute when I was about to turn the corner. She never caught me because I have a low center of gravity so I can turn on a dime. Oh, and she pretended to run down the stairs by strategically lightening the sound of her feet on the stairs to make me think she went down them but she really stayed on the top step and jumped out at me as I was about to go down the stairs! That one made me bark it startled me so much. Oh, and I tried to peel out on the tile but there was no traction so I just fell over. Hahahaha! Oh, and when it was finally time to go outside, I was so wound up that I let out a turd at the bottom of the stairs but my Mom is smart. She realized that that prolly wasn't the first turd out of my bottom bottom and so she looked up the stairs and sure enough, I had (accidentally) left turds on the third, fifth, ninth and bottom stair. Oops! But I didn't get in any trouble (see first post ever). I LOVE BEING A DOG!

Monday, March 13, 2006

This band rocks for so many reasons.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

In honor of Sasquatch's return, I am re-reading John Gardner's Grendel.

But Sas, please don't get your arm ripped off by a great Scandinavian warrior of the sixth century. After all, you're still nursing that leg.

Monty Python's Black Knight would say "But it's only a scratch!"