Sunday, April 23, 2006

The OJ of the dog world



With the exception of playing golf daily while claiming to be out looking for the real killer, we have decided that our dog is the OJ of the dog world. That is, in the respect that she is a dog but doesn't want to acknowlege that fact, nor does she want to acknowledge the existence of other dogs around her. She has assimilated herself fully into the human world and it is there where she feels she belongs. She has her own Kato living in the guest house (raccoon living under our deck that we just can't get to leave) and becomes violent when she feels her property is threatened. The poor mailman is just in the wrong place at the wrong time trying to deliver our mail to us. She has be known to wear an occasional bloody glove as well. (The blood being the result of a too close nail trimming.) Does anyone know where she can get a Bruno Magli collar?

5 comments:

Carlos said...

That's funny! OJ of the dog world indeed! ;-)

Thanks for visiting my blog (The language blog).

I'll be back.

Mrs. TBF said...

Having just been in Milan over the weekend I suggest that would be the place to find a Bruno Magli collar.
You bring back such a flood of OJ memories with your blog. Thanks for entertaining TBF last night. I can't wait for him to get home.

The Big Finn said...

I'm sorry...other than the Kato reference, I'm failing to see the connection to O.J.

The Sour Kraut said...

Thank you for completely taking the wind out of my sails over what I thought was a very clever blog.

The Big Finn said...

You're welcome. No charge!