June 1, 2008
I’m just saying that unless the show is looking to find a canine companion for this guy, I don’t really see the point.
It’s certainly not like most dogs are concerned with being thought of as better than other dogs, American or otherwise. Should we risk trying to make them? A dog with an ego isn’t going to be satisfied eating the contents of a can you dumped on the floor. They’re going to at least start demanding crystal goblets like the Fancy Feast cat, and we’re going to have a real crisis in our midst. You’ll have to flag down that chuck wagon yourself.
They might even care if there are pictures of dogs on the food you buy for them.
You can bet they won’t be satisfied sharing homes with dummies any longer.
Not without some serious changes.
They’re not going to put up with this anymore, either.
Though they might still let you help if you’re polite about it.
Old Mold Pretzels sez:
I would argue that the fellow in the last image doesn’t appear very enthusiastic about the prosect of “helping” at all.
Also, Chocolatese is my native language.
Splachtempf sez:
The panther buys it for the articles and on this occasion has noticed a particularly grievous typographical error.
Do you ever get home-sick?
Cold, Bowled Pretzels sez:
Sometimes, but then I remember how nice it is not to worry about sticking one’s foot in a shoe full of dino-torch when one wakes up each afternoon. Those things are worse than cockroaches (at least hurled turtle shells don’t pass through the latter).
&c. sez:
Also, it was historically a peninsula as well, until about 150 years ago when a particular strong storm collapsed part of the isthmus to the mainland. As such it’s really just returned to its original state.