Showing posts with label Lulu the FooFoo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lulu the FooFoo. Show all posts

Friday, September 14, 2012

Clever Beastie

Animals, like children, are extremely clever beings.  Take our dog, Lulu, for instance.  She looks so pitiful, doesn't she?  Before you break out the oohing and cooing, let me present my case.


Here's her dog house...that's 3 bedrooms and 2 baths.  She does not stay outside.  Ever.  During the summer, she sleeps on the floor.  Wintertime, she's in our bed.  On MY side.  Wench!  And she must be lifted in and out as jumping isn't so hot for her back.  It's Himself's fault.


Her butler...

The thorn in her side maid...

Easy livin', right?  I'd say so.  And I've never met a canine with such a sensitive stomach.  My poor laundry room will never be the same.  I swear she plans it.  "Let's see, hmmm, it's been seven whole days since Mom cleaned the laundry room.  Can I get a cleanup in aisle 3, please?"  I pity the sucker that pulls up that linoleum.  Get your hazmat suit, hon!

Which leads us to Lulu's chef...yes, I said chef because I'm currently cooking the dog her dinners because nothing is agreeing with her.  White rice and ground beef.  For a dog.  Only in America.


You can't tell me she doesn't know what she's doing!



Man's best friend, my fat fanny!

TGIF, y'all!