Roman Dog

The life of a Roman dog, as told by Roman, the dog.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Inner Turmoil

I must confess, I've got a rebellious streak that surfaces with alarming frequency. I want to be good, I really do, but I just can't. It starts in little ways; not coming when called, staring too long into the master's eyes, the usual stuff. But before I know it, I'm eating holes in walls and ripping up underwear.

God, help me. I need a job. With sheep.

2 Comments:

Blogger Giovanni Gallucci said...

Do you have some special kind of dog-paw keyboard or do you have to hunt and peck like those ladies with really long fingernails?

6:32 AM  
Blogger Roman Dog said...

I use speech recognition software, smart guy. Don't make me bite you.

1:40 PM  

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