Showing posts with label dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dog. Show all posts
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Doggy Hunting
Tomorrow we go doggy hunting. No guns. No knives. No woomeras. Just the friendly neighborhood shutterbug and I.
We will be hitting all the canine hot-spots. Hope to catch a good-looking gang of four-leggers for a quick photo shoot.
STRAY DOGS ONLY!
Think you fit the bill? Let us know.
Pretty doggies like the one below will get preference:
We will be hitting all the canine hot-spots. Hope to catch a good-looking gang of four-leggers for a quick photo shoot.
STRAY DOGS ONLY!
Think you fit the bill? Let us know.
Pretty doggies like the one below will get preference:
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Photo Courtesy: Rishi Roy |
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Bored Out Of His Mind
Thomas has been meowing all week.
"I am bored," he meows. "Bored of lazing, chasing the other cat, sneaking a nap, eating liver-and-rice. Bored bored bored!"
It began last Tuesday:
"I need excitement in my life," meowed Thomas.
"Catch rats," muttered the dog, his housemate.
Thomas was not interested, "Too much work." So saying, he curled up on the sofa for his eighteenth nap of the day.
He woke from the nap with an idea: "The stupid dog was actually on to something."
***
He has been meowing since. Says he wants a rat "to pet and cuddle and play with".
As if. :|
"I am bored," he meows. "Bored of lazing, chasing the other cat, sneaking a nap, eating liver-and-rice. Bored bored bored!"
It began last Tuesday:
"I need excitement in my life," meowed Thomas.
"Catch rats," muttered the dog, his housemate.
Thomas was not interested, "Too much work." So saying, he curled up on the sofa for his eighteenth nap of the day.
He woke from the nap with an idea: "The stupid dog was actually on to something."
***
He has been meowing since. Says he wants a rat "to pet and cuddle and play with".
As if. :|
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