Even Pets Need
Pets There are friends and fiends. There are
pets and pests.
Relationships are not so simple ... even for
pusses. They don't call skunks polecats for nuthin'.
GoldiPuss figures any ole cat will do for a friend.
So, he adopted this baby skunk, just like I adopted
Doug. Now GoldiPuss has to feed his skunk. Just like
Doug has to feed me. So guess what? Good old
GoldiPuss makes Doug do it. Every night, it's whine,
whine, whine until Doug or Morri fills the kibble
bowl for el Skunko. Doug better not run out of food.
The skunk has a family, so
GoldiPuss goes hunting with them all at night and
helps them dig up the lawn. God knows why! GoldiPuss
doesn't even eat bugs. Yecchh! Now, after two years
of being best buddies with el Skunko, I caught
GoldiPuss nose to nose with a baby raccoon. So now we
pets have more pets.
then, of course, there is Kyber ... don't get me
started about Kyber. Kyber is a dog. We hate dogs.
Especially dogs the size of a moose.
HERE'S OUR FAVORITE-MOST SONG
IN THE WHOLE WORLD
"LOVE ME, HATE YOUR DOG!"
Doug has been feeding Kyber. Big mistake! Now we will
surely run out of kibble ... no kidding.