MissK's World...: Dogs

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Thursday, September 28, 2017

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Wednesday Weirdness

Time for another Pic Dump !

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Friday, September 22, 2017

Monday, June 5, 2017

I Swear, It Was This Big !!

No Seriously, a glimpse at what

I've been up to lately.....

Almost done clearing ;-)

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Friday, July 22, 2016

Friday, July 1, 2016

Btw, that last pic is off a t-shirt @ the duty free shop. Stopped in last week as I drove through the border. You know, your border officers can be a pain sometimes, took a whole lotta convincing for them to believe me that I was going back to Canada (sometime)...

Sheesh :P

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Ain't No Foolin' a Good Dog

They now... ;-)

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Dog Diary ~ vs ~ Cat Diary

The Dog's Diary

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

The Cat's Diary

Day 983 of My Captivity...

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ...