In general, I like pets. Varied and sundry. From an 18-hand horse to sea monkeys bought from the back of a comic book. But, especially tonight, there are some that annoy me a bit. Hey, I’m only human. My recent example of getting annoyed was caused by the incessant yapping of the neighbor’s two ‘practice’ dogs.
Practice dogs are those pint-sized replicas of man’s best friend who’s sole purpose seems to be to eat, poop, and pee. They pause only (and too often) to loudly decry any perceived imposition on their senses. Why they do so and who they are truly yapping at, only they know. Perhaps it is just their way of acknowledging their lack of true dog-ness. Or they’re responding to some secret signal from their home planet.
Hmmm…Come to think on it, I know people like that at work, too…
The Wilds of Ohio 
May 12, 2008 at 10:24 |
18 hand horse? I’ve got a 17 hand one, and she’s pretty flippin’ big.
May 12, 2008 at 18:36 |
Sea Monkeys totally rock! And when you’re tired of them, you can flush them down the toilet and watch them swimming against the current! Educational to the very end… Perhaps if the yappy, auxilliary practice dogs are small enough…
May 12, 2008 at 19:46 |
dolce – I had to pick some number…guess us guys always exaggerate lengths, huh?
daisyfae – yeah, the deputy-adjacent-assistant dogs usually plug up the toilet…but I’ll keep trying!
May 13, 2008 at 07:38 |
I always call that size of dog a rodent. Anything smaller than a Cocker Spaniel is a rodent in my book. Especially since I spent a year working in a dog pound. I hated little yappy dogs because they were always biters. It’s not their fault I guess, they are so small their braincase is too small for an actual dog brain.
May 13, 2008 at 21:54 |
silverstar – “…rodent”. HA!! Excellent! And I agree, likely not their faults because of small brains.