A moment with the dog.
Sep. 12th, 2009 08:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seriousficSo I've finished eating pizza (with garlic sauce for the crusts, since I missed out on the buffalo wings) and the dog comes over to me.
Me: Hey Toby, you wanna jump up on the couch to get petted?
Dog: *takes cup of ranch dressing, sets it down on the floor without spilling a drop*
Dog: OM NOM NOM NOM.
Me: ...well-played.
Me: Hey Toby, you wanna jump up on the couch to get petted?
Dog: *takes cup of ranch dressing, sets it down on the floor without spilling a drop*
Dog: OM NOM NOM NOM.
Me: ...well-played.
The_Lurker
Date: 2009-09-13 08:06 am (UTC)You could say that your dog his...AWESOMESAUCE!
*Lurker hides under her desk, afraid the pun-police is coming for her*