Moderately Confused by Jeff Stahler for November 02, 2019

Unless it’s an old dog, it’ll never hit the floor.

Losing a dog is losing a friend and partner, it’s very sad.

So get another dog! (Too soon? I apologize.)

Nah, just leave it for the mice.

Has to be a dog. A cat couldn’t be bothered

At least you don’t have to bend down and pick up what’s become of your food after your dog processed it.

We called one of our dogs, Hoover.

Soon he’ll need a knee replacement.

After our last dog died, no one believed me when I complained that the house was DIRTIER than before, but they make great little vacuums!

My dog spent 18 months at the Humane Society and to this day I’m not sure who adopted who. When he passed a friend noted ‘everybody thinks their dog is special – he truly was’.

I had someone tell me his mother realized what a pig her husband was once the dog died.

Yeah, but you don’t have bend down and pickup what that food produces anymore, at least.

My daughter lost one of her rescue dogs yesterday after 12 1/2 years, sorely missed. My dachsie died last year after 18 years, and we’ve adopted a three footed McNab shepherd who lost a foot in a coyote trap. My son the vet tech decided we needed a new dog. He’s extremely affectionate, LOVES kids, and loves going to town with me, the stores all love him.

When my Petey Cat goes to the great kitty condo in the sky I will go to the Humane Society, sit in a room of cats, and see if one will adopt me.

The dog pictured “Cooper” makes us happy every day. We adopted each other five years ago and we aren’t sure who was the luckiest!