Tuesday, January 31, 2006
The little Nazi's going to die
Early Sunday morning - after bar close, I settled down for a movie with my girlfriend's vicious little snot in my lap. I lifted him up to kiss him and he sank his teeth into my lips.
Karen rescued the old pooch from the Humane Society and he was a great dog for the entire 30 days she had to return him. Then one night, I tried to discover any tricks he might know. He sat, stayed and heeled rather well, but growled at me after I gave him reward treats. Then he started growling more, at Karen and other people. He bit us both a week or two ago, but it was his "four stitch" performance Sunday morning that earned him a one way ticket to the vet tomorrow.
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If ever there was ever a time in our nation's history that called for a change, this is it!
The more people that the government puts in jails, the safer we are told to think we are. The real terrorists are wherever they are, but they aren't living in a country with bars on the windows. We are.
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