biped...."I am sorry to say that I can think of nothing new to blog about."
heesh....."What's dat noise I hear?"
biped...."angel? What are you chewing on?"
angel..."nuffin biped., burp."
biped...."Hmmmm Heesh, does this look like our phone line?"
biped...."Angel did you chew up da phone line?"
angel..."No biped. Maybe Sheesh chewed it."
biped...."Hmmm, it's been at least five years since Sheesh ate a telephone line. Or attacked the Christmas tree lights for that matter. I do think you're fibbing. You know if you tell a fib your tongue grows."
heesh...."I thought it was your nose that grew?."
annie...."Shush, she's a dog, she won't know that!"
angel...."Is it going to stay dis way forever?"
heesh...."It will if da biped gets her way. Maybe she could super glue it like dat so you can't chew up anything else."
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6 comments:
Oh, Angel, not the phone cord! Sometimes it is so hard to control the need to chew.
Looks like you won't be getting phone calls any time soon....
Well, the phone cord was just sitting there. What else is a dog to do?
Ut oh...that's not a good thing to do.
Sniffie and the Florida Furkids
We finally watched Design Star last night. Even though they liked the room, I was a little mad that those boys refused to paint any wall the color that the lady wanted!
We careful chewing the phone lines, you could get the shock of your life.
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