Dog-Day Dialog

Isaac is bent double over his computer keyboard, giggling uncontrollably. This was what he was reading at that moment:

Dog: I am starving.
Me: Actually, no. You aren't starving. You get two very good meals a day. And treats. And Best Beloved fed you extra food while I was gone.
Dog: STARVING.
Me: I saw you get fed not four hours ago! You are not starving.
Dog: Pity me, a sad and tragic creature, for I can barely walk, I am so starving. WOE.

[littera_abactor, "I Has a Sweet Potato", 8 May 2007]

It continued, evolving into a kind of short play — definitely a farce — involving this dog, its consumption of a raw sweet potato, and its denial of that consumption. As Isaac says: "M'ken shtarben fun gelechter".

Around our house this piece caused a great deal of mirth (and breathless giggling on Isaac's part). This could be because:

  1. we live with greyhounds
  2. we can imagine too easily an argument with one of them sounding like this

Dogs are masters at changing the subject.

Posted on November 10, 2007 at 00.23 by jns · Permalink
In: All, Laughing Matters

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  1. Written by Tim Wilson
    on Saturday, 10 November 2007 at 10.30
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    Mack and I once came home to find two perfectly cleaned avocado pits on the living room floor. Perfectly cleaned by our then year-old chocolate lab.

    And then there was the time she stole one of the sandwiches I was making off the counter.

    And then there was the loaf of bread.

    And then….

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