they were
apart from the time one of them came round with the owner and i was penned in at the kitchen table as i had refused to eat my pork chop and peas. the dog smelled it and came in all happy. she was thrilled with my pork chop. i was thrilled to get rid of the nasty thing. she was less thrilled with my peas. but she was so obedient that she ate the lot. every time she tried to slink away, i said, EAT! and she did.

then she wandered into the lounge and yakked the lot up over my mum's feet, totally busting me.

the red setter thing was not funny, is not funny, and never will be funny, damn you to god, amen.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Fri 8 Aug 2014, 13:12, Reply)