In my philosophy of life, it's better to be a mutt than a mute.
Otherwise my bark couldn't be worse than my bite.
And I couldn't go barking up the wrong tree.
How many dogs does it take to price a lightbulb?
Two. One to get the bulb. And one to mark it up.
Speaking of which.
I've got to pee now.
A dog living in Santa Cruz, California writes about his observations on life.
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