Once you've been medicined by me, you'll know you've been spoken to...
Ah!!! it was driving me mad again. All bloody last night and it was winding up again. I know it's not it's fault, but really, my sanity is at risk here.
See that red one!!!
So, I might have medicined the dog. Nice little parcel of lovely cooked ham and off to beddy byes. One question though, what does 5 kilos of dog actually look like? I mean, it would be very odd if I tried to get the bugger on a set of scales. It's no less than 10 kilos.
It's very quiet...
posted by Panic Stricken at 3:57 am
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Hmmm. Must go watch Withnail and I now........BASTARD!!!!
No you don't get it. This is the creature who sounds like it's being fed into a cement mixer. If there is a hell, and I'm not already there, this is fully the noise I expect to hear from minions being tortured. Now, if a creature's torture and alarm was indeed psychological, is it not a kindnees to cushion their pain and alarm, so that they (AND ME!!!) can get a got night's sleep. Bastard maybe, but a kind and benevolent bastard.
Dogs are a lot lighter than you'd expect aren't they?
I'm sure the poor mutt is tired of it's own behavioural problems anyway - I reckon you both deserve a night off.
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