Yes, but Hugo can now hear a pin drop 3 kilometers away.
– dr suess jr at 12:09 am, 06 Apr 05
..beam me up scottie
– em at 3:43 am, 06 Apr 05
Because I too can’t help myself, I’ve composed this ditty, sung to the tune of ‘Ding, Dong, the Witch is Dead.” You’ll have to imagine the Weimaraner equivalent of munchkins singing it. A chorus of chihuahuas perhaps?
Ding dong, his balls are gone,
What a bitch, the stitches itch!
Ding dong, he lost his balls today.
Wake up and take a med,
Try to scratch—down where it’s red
What’s this? A cone around your head!
They’ve snipped where your balls should go
Below, below, below
Yo-ho, they opened up and zing—so much for poodles.
Ding Dong, your manhood-oh,
it had to be, it had to go.
such a blow,
He’s lost his balls today!
– wizmo at 5:18 am, 06 Apr 05
It is along toward the second day in an elizabethan collar that dogs learn that they can cause serious damage walking up from behind. Stay about six inches outboard of your Human, and the edge of that rigid cone strikes just below knee level….
– BobG at 6:09 am, 06 Apr 05
... then moves on to bulldoze through side tables, plants, chairs… anything not firmly fixed to the ground really. The cone has now taken on a lovely fluted effect from all the denting. And it’s only day 2.
And, Wizmo, girl, you’re even more evil than we are. heh.
– Gail at 8:26 am, 06 Apr 05
como sigue el pobre?
– ylek at 1:06 pm, 06 Apr 05
He looks as though he’s looking for something he lost . . . recently.
– Billy at 1:33 pm, 06 Apr 05
never mind pins dropping, I think Hugo is picking up signals from Alpha Centauri.
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Yes, but Hugo can now hear a pin drop 3 kilometers away.
– dr suess jr at 12:09 am, 06 Apr 05
..beam me up scottie
– em at 3:43 am, 06 Apr 05
Because I too can’t help myself, I’ve composed this ditty, sung to the tune of ‘Ding, Dong, the Witch is Dead.” You’ll have to imagine the Weimaraner equivalent of munchkins singing it. A chorus of chihuahuas perhaps?
Ding dong, his balls are gone,
What a bitch, the stitches itch!
Ding dong, he lost his balls today.
Wake up and take a med,
Try to scratch—down where it’s red
What’s this? A cone around your head!
They’ve snipped where your balls should go
Below, below, below
Yo-ho, they opened up and zing—so much for poodles.
Ding Dong, your manhood-oh,
it had to be, it had to go.
such a blow,
He’s lost his balls today!
– wizmo at 5:18 am, 06 Apr 05
It is along toward the second day in an elizabethan collar that dogs learn that they can cause serious damage walking up from behind. Stay about six inches outboard of your Human, and the edge of that rigid cone strikes just below knee level….
– BobG at 6:09 am, 06 Apr 05
... then moves on to bulldoze through side tables, plants, chairs… anything not firmly fixed to the ground really. The cone has now taken on a lovely fluted effect from all the denting. And it’s only day 2.
And, Wizmo, girl, you’re even more evil than we are. heh.
– Gail at 8:26 am, 06 Apr 05
como sigue el pobre?
– ylek at 1:06 pm, 06 Apr 05
He looks as though he’s looking for something he lost . . . recently.
– Billy at 1:33 pm, 06 Apr 05
never mind pins dropping, I think Hugo is picking up signals from Alpha Centauri.
– danielle at 2:30 pm, 06 Apr 05
Ave Maria
– Greg at 6:49 pm, 06 Apr 05