Rough for Ruff
I’ve been hearing about a lot of canine corruption lately. A number of friends with dogs have been dealing with flashing teeth and claws. It seems like there’s a growing market for the good old San Diego dog bite attorney these days. Maybe we’ll see the Puppy Police in action, storming the walls of Greenwich puppy palaces and Cancun canine resorts where the mutts just can’t keep it civil.
Me? I’m happy with the cats. Sure, one of the kittens makes a run outside every couple of weeks and we end up slogging through the woods after her indoor-ass for a half hour, but at leats we don’t have to worry that she’s going to lay the biteth down on another pup or a kid.
It’s the little things.