My middle daughter, who shall remain nameless for obvious reasons, is apparently quite the redneck innovatress. In order to keep her female Pitbull, Pearl, from bleeding on the furniture when in heat she has outfitted the humiliated canine in an old pair of drawers and a feminine hygiene product. Don't be alarmed if, when viewing the picture, you are suddenly overcome with the desire to yell GIT 'ER DONE! By the way in case you can't read doggy facial expressions, this one is saying "For God's sake please kill me now".
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
This is so wrong
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Poor, poor, Pearl. Lotta good being man's best friend has done for her. Before being fitted with undies, she lived her whole life happily unaware of the of her own nakedness. And now this. Please inform your daughter, who in spite of the photographic evidence probably loves Pearl, that she has gone past the point of no return. Even a dog understands indecency. In order to salvage some self-respect, Pearl now needs to be fully clothed. A nice pantsuit (get it? PANTsuit) should do the trick.
Or maybe even a barqua. Get it? BARKA.
For the record, Pearl LOVES her undies! And she doesnt apreciate your jokes.
That's what she wants you to think, but deep inside I'm pretty sure there are Psychological scars that will eventually cause her to eat your couch cushions and crap in your blender.
(Note to self; Never, and I mean NEVER drink anything that comes out of the blender at The Middle Daughters house.)
I've notified PETA. They'll get to the bottom of this, so to speak.
It's funny, my imminent death garnered much less attention than a pantie wearing killer dog.
Well, Vicar, who among us, short of death or dismemberment, can compete with a dog in panties?
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