Barkley was a mostly amicable fellow. He never bit anyone--a considerable feat considering--and he was just pleasant in general. But one thing he couldn't stand were vacuums. At that point, he ran howling and screaming.
I guess it was something about his hearing?
Or perhaps because his mom told him to.
It's what dogs do.
I love the way you treat the blog like a living thing. It makes sense, and it creates cool pictures in my head.
ReplyDeleteI really love Barkley, and just . . . this. This makes Janelle-heart happy like octopus.
Eventually I will stop quoting that, but it just sums up everything so nicely and even has an octopus in it . . . :-)
haha, OKAY fine Janelle. Not everything needs Octupi.
ReplyDeleteI like how Barkley turned out to be a dog. My family's cats also run like crazy when we turn on the vacuum, so I understand this very well.
ReplyDeleteAlso, Janelle's octopus sentence is amazing.
(Oh, and this is an edited version of the one I removed. Seems as if I can't spell octopus correctly at 8:11 AM.)
SEE? ASHLEE KNOWS GOOD THINGS WHEN SHE SEES THEM. :-)
ReplyDeleteI'd like to be
Under the sea
In an octopus's garden . . .
OCTOPUS!
One of the Approaches students wrote about a dog today. (From the dog's perspective.) That doesn't hold any relevance to anything--except the topic of this piece, I guess. (It was a good response, I'm still laughing from it.)
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! :-)
ReplyDelete(His mission was to protect his people from a great and terrible intruder: the Red Dot. [ie laser beam!])
ReplyDeleteDogs are the best. Don't listen to Curtis.
ReplyDeleteI like both dogs and cats. I heard once that everyone should own both a dog and a cat, since the dog would make sure he or she was loved, and the cat would keep him or her humble.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, though, I'll take anything with fur. I once had a pet chipmunk. Oh, and rats. And horses, and mice, and red squirrels . . . even a wild rabbit, once.
I like cats. I'm not really a dog person. If I ever owned one it would be a bid one, and an old one. But I'm just not big into pets--mainly because I don't really care to take care of them. (But I would take care of them if I did own them.)
ReplyDeleteCats are lllllame.
ReplyDeleteNot ALL cats. Just some of them (you know, the ones who can't walk properly). Anyway, you haven't met my cat.
ReplyDeleteIs there some reason why one is not allowed to like both?
CATS
ReplyDeleteARE
LLLLLAME
PROOF, ROBBY. GIVE ME CONCRETE PROOF.
ReplyDeleteI KNOW CATS THAT CAN WALK IN CIRCLES AND JUMP AND CLIMB TREES. I OWN ONE THAT IS THE NEIGHBORHOOD MOB BOSS, AND SHE CAN BEAT ME UP THE STAIRS EVERY TIME.
WHAT CATS DO YOU KNOW?
I KNOW KAT THE CAT AND SHE IS WHINY AND INSANE (SHE HAS A MODICUM OF GOOD)
ReplyDeleteAND MISS KITTY WHO PURRS AND RUBS YOUR FEET WITH HERSELF AND THEN RUNS AWAY WHEN YOU TRY TO PET HER
AND CHESTER WHO IS BASICALLY A BASKET CASE
BUT THEY CAN ALL WALK WITHOUT ASSISTANCE, YES?
ReplyDeleteRobby, what have you done to your cats?!
Also . . . Captcha said "cootie." Captcha is five years old.
Our cats are fairly normal. According to my (fairly) extensive knowledge of cats. I mean, I don't live with a large number, but I have met many.
ReplyDeleteI don't like people who make me work at their friendship. I don't like cats.
I like people who are friendly and open to discussion/fun times. I like dogs.
All y'all cat people have a few problems if you think you have to work to please something to get time with a furry belly. DOGS ARE THE ANSWER.
I like cats for that reason. And I find that relationships work best with them when you show them as much attention as they show you--why should you work harder, after all?
ReplyDeleteNo. Dogs are just better end of story. Otherwise, why would Adam have named them with all the letters that make up God? He looked into the future and arranged it that way.
ReplyDeleteI still like cats.
ReplyDeleteI have known some horrible, horrible cats, and I've known some horrible, horrible dogs. Both sets were made horrible by horrible people.
ReplyDeleteI have also known some truly remarkable cats and some truly remarkable dogs. I own a cat right now that never fails to challenge me when I'm bored or cheer me up when I'm sad. She takes care of my parents. I used to own a dog that comforted me when I cried and entertained me when I was lonely.
Making this a cats versus dogs debate oversimplifies things, in my opinion. It feels like . . . well, a weird sort of racism. There may be certain characteristics you can assign to each group, but the individuals deserve better treatment than that. I could no more say that cats are better than dogs than I could say dads are better than moms or vice versa.
What was I saying about a soapbox? Ugh. Sorry.
YOU ARE ALL BROKEN
ReplyDeleteTell me something I don't know.
ReplyDeleteI still like cats. I still hate ducks. Some things don't need a reason.
ReplyDeleteSo . . . you guys are basically telling me you're Gratiano and I've been Antonio this whole time?!
ReplyDelete"His reasons are as two grains of wheat in a barrel of chaff . . . "
. . . You're saying it. I didn't say anything.
ReplyDeleteYes, but what I'm saying is really more insulting to you than it is to me, if you think about it . . .
ReplyDeleteSo yeah, I should probably take that back.
I'm Gratiano.
Which is why I'm not saying it's right.
ReplyDeleteStory of my life.
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