Yum, a Canadian style sandwich——look at that cheese and the meat(hold the onions). Do you suppose there is some bacon in there somewhere?
– martina at 12:08 am, 21 Aug 06
3, 2, 1…
– Eduardo Bravo Losada at 12:15 am, 21 Aug 06
If I stand here and don’t move a muscle he might have forgotten about it -oh so carefully look around and wait for my big chance !
– pennyj at 12:23 am, 21 Aug 06
Oliver uses his hypnotic stare to will the sandwich closer to his mouth…
– Marg at 12:48 am, 21 Aug 06
This is not right.
– gt at 1:14 am, 21 Aug 06
Is it a picture of a tree…or the thought balloon of an atomic explosion as Oliver must sit and
w – a – i – t . . . kaaaaaaahhhHHh-boooOOooOOoooM!
– kato at 2:39 am, 21 Aug 06
I’m a good dog. I’m a good dog.
– slothbear at 3:04 am, 21 Aug 06
The door is open, enabling a quick getaway.
– ricadus at 5:50 am, 21 Aug 06
Use innocent experession to thwart the humans sandwich consumption, hold…hold…hold…hold…CAN’T WAIT, MUSTHAVE SANDWICH!
Damn, back to the doggy drawing board.
– Ms.Chievous at 7:36 am, 21 Aug 06
I love you so much, Dad!
You’re the best Dad in the whole world!
You gonna eat alla that?
– Marly at 11:28 am, 21 Aug 06
“Longing”
– john at 12:03 pm, 21 Aug 06
For this, which we are about to receive, we give thanks.
Amen.
– nancy at 12:36 pm, 21 Aug 06
This is a poem from “Unleashed,” a book of poetry “written” by dogs (the actual author for this poem is Karen Shepherd):
You gonna eat that?
You gonna eat that?
You gonna eat that?
I’ll eat that.
– Rebecca at 1:23 pm, 21 Aug 06
Just one bite, I swear …
– Jill at 1:36 pm, 21 Aug 06
“If you loved me”....
– blarneystone at 2:49 pm, 21 Aug 06
way to go on guarding the sandwich from the housefly – do you charge by the hour? or by the fly?
– natasha at 3:45 pm, 21 Aug 06
Old Smeller.
– gail at 4:28 pm, 21 Aug 06
Love at first sight and last bite.
Ann
– ann at 5:33 pm, 21 Aug 06
This isn’t what I ordered! Where’s the bacon?
– formerly dogless joe at 8:58 pm, 21 Aug 06
Dibs. Yes…I licked it…while you turned your back. The whole bun..end to end. I lick lots of stuff.
Your move.
– mike at 10:31 pm, 21 Aug 06
Hugo, get somne b*lls and dial up the FSPCA. This is simply TOO damn much. The photos, the postings, and now this torture by mustarde and bacon. There’s no one here to rescue us. We’ll have to save ourselves. ... Go on, quick, use the phone in the upstairs corner bedroom…better yet, take the cell phone and go out to the north forty. That way no one will hear you. (hehehe)
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Yum, a Canadian style sandwich——look at that cheese and the meat(hold the onions). Do you suppose there is some bacon in there somewhere?
– martina at 12:08 am, 21 Aug 06
3, 2, 1…
– Eduardo Bravo Losada at 12:15 am, 21 Aug 06
If I stand here and don’t move a muscle he might have forgotten about it -oh so carefully look around and wait for my big chance !
– pennyj at 12:23 am, 21 Aug 06
Oliver uses his hypnotic stare to will the sandwich closer to his mouth…
– Marg at 12:48 am, 21 Aug 06
This is not right.
– gt at 1:14 am, 21 Aug 06
Is it a picture of a tree…or the thought balloon of an atomic explosion as Oliver must sit and
w – a – i – t . . . kaaaaaaahhhHHh-boooOOooOOoooM!
– kato at 2:39 am, 21 Aug 06
I’m a good dog. I’m a good dog.
– slothbear at 3:04 am, 21 Aug 06
The door is open, enabling a quick getaway.
– ricadus at 5:50 am, 21 Aug 06
Use innocent experession to thwart the humans sandwich consumption, hold…hold…hold…hold…CAN’T WAIT, MUST HAVE SANDWICH!
Damn, back to the doggy drawing board.
– Ms.Chievous at 7:36 am, 21 Aug 06
I love you so much, Dad!
You’re the best Dad in the whole world!
You gonna eat alla that?
– Marly at 11:28 am, 21 Aug 06
“Longing”
– john at 12:03 pm, 21 Aug 06
For this, which we are about to receive, we give thanks.
Amen.
– nancy at 12:36 pm, 21 Aug 06
This is a poem from “Unleashed,” a book of poetry “written” by dogs (the actual author for this poem is Karen Shepherd):
You gonna eat that?
You gonna eat that?
You gonna eat that?
I’ll eat that.
– Rebecca at 1:23 pm, 21 Aug 06
Just one bite, I swear …
– Jill at 1:36 pm, 21 Aug 06
“If you loved me”....
– blarneystone at 2:49 pm, 21 Aug 06
way to go on guarding the sandwich from the housefly – do you charge by the hour? or by the fly?
– natasha at 3:45 pm, 21 Aug 06
Old Smeller.
– gail at 4:28 pm, 21 Aug 06
Love at first sight and last bite.
Ann
– ann at 5:33 pm, 21 Aug 06
This isn’t what I ordered! Where’s the bacon?
– formerly dogless joe at 8:58 pm, 21 Aug 06
Dibs. Yes…I licked it…while you turned your back. The whole bun..end to end. I lick lots of stuff.
Your move.
– mike at 10:31 pm, 21 Aug 06
Hugo, get somne b*lls and dial up the FSPCA. This is simply TOO damn much. The photos, the postings, and now this torture by mustarde and bacon. There’s no one here to rescue us. We’ll have to save ourselves. ... Go on, quick, use the phone in the upstairs corner bedroom…better yet, take the cell phone and go out to the north forty. That way no one will hear you. (hehehe)
– bonita at 11:51 pm, 21 Aug 06