Mama Diaries

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Doggy Toy

This morning, I took my German Shepherd out to go potty.  As soon as he was out the door, he noticed a locust lyiing on its back on the patio.  I knew that poor locust didn't have a chance.  The varmint poked him with his big snoot. 

The locust buzzed.

The dog pounced.

The locust buzzed again.

"Hey, dumb locust.  Just stay still and he'll leave you alone," I said.

Apparently, the locust didn't understand a word I said.  It buzzed again.

The dog pounced.

And that was the end of the locust.


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