Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Yard Poop

Fido (stray dawg) recently "adopted" the Tin Star as his principle abode.

Seein' as how the beautiful bride has apparently declared semi-permanent residence for the cretin, the ranch hand has been trying to put a positive spin on the situation.

Maybe creating a partial list of perceived "advantages" to the other male at the ranch might help?

1. The varmit tracks mud in the house with FOUR feet (covering the tracks of yours truly).
2. His shameless farting allows the transference of blame when he is proximate.
3. Watchin' the dude "sniff" wimmenfolk is a hoot.
4. It wags, shakes, shivers, moans and groans with pleasure at the slightest kindness
(makin' me wish we had trained our kids better?)
5. Both of us think the postman mostly brings crap, so we are suspicious of him.
6. The dawg seems trainable, the ranch hand long since AIN'T.
7. Fido's mom has never tried to visit at the ranch.
8. He NEVER goes shopping.
9. The ranch hand only has to dump table scraps in Fido's bowl to feel like a culinary genius.

....and the ranch hand's personal favorite: he don't poop in the yard!

OK, that's enough, the moocher can stay another day or three?

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