Dog Eat Doug by Brian Anderson for July 24, 2018

-and we put up with it.

An unguided, guided missile, (101 Dalmatians)

A furry blur of cur.

INCOMEING!!!

A furry missile that lands on my bed! OOF!

I had two cats, and what it took to wake me up with DST they would jump on my stomach.

My pup was never a lap dog UNTIL he saw the cats sitting on my lap and he would have none of that. So, he chased them off, proceeded to plop himself on my (his!) lap – for 30 seconds and then moved on. Point made and received…

Only three times as a furry missile? Sophie must not love her family as much as our EV loves hers.

Radar has detected a furry missile, headed toward owner’s lap…ETA in about 00:2 seconds…

Brian must have been reading “OVERBOARD”. This is a classic “Louie” greeting the Captain returning to the ship.

Nothing says love like getting blindsided at full speed behind the knees.