Dogs of C-Kennel by Mick & Mason Mastroianni for May 01, 2020

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    LupisLight  over 4 years ago

    Really? I’m pretty sure the humans here have been able to understand the dogs in past strips, haven’t they?

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    KelleySweat  over 4 years ago

    I’m more interested in taking a closer look at that list: is it carefully structured prose or merely lines of scratches on a paper?

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    Enter.Name.Here  over 4 years ago

    “What I really don’t understand about you is, how do you manage to write a note and hold it up using dog paws?” ;-)

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    gr8fuldean  over 4 years ago

    Looks like he got some of those “opposable” thumbs for xmas.

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    ocarol7 Premium Member over 4 years ago

    It’s a two way street here, buddy….. Make it worth my while and I’ll consider your sit request-

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    Alberta Oil Premium Member over 4 years ago

    Kind of a Mexican stand-off.. the dog can’t understand you either.

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    KEA  over 4 years ago

    Another thing i don’t understand: people are supposed to be smart and animals dumb, yet people expect animals to understand what people are saying, but people don’t understand what animals are saying. (not talking about trained responses)

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    ChessPirate  over 4 years ago

    “Hmm, some sort of list? OK, read it to me, fire at Will.”

    “I’m sitting, I’m sitting…”

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    cuzinron47  over 4 years ago

    Maybe he should phrased that in a form of a question, “Will…sit?”.

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    marilynnbyerly  over 4 years ago

    My golden Molly and I could have conversations because I learned how to read her body language so well, and she knew lots and lots of human words to react to. One brutally hot morning in July, she and I were outside at home while I picked green beans in our garden.

    When we came back into the kitchen, she started looking up on the counter near the door where I kept her things.  

    I started naming nouns.  “Ball?  Treats?  Chewies?”  She kept blinking no.  "I’m sorry, Molly, there’s nothing else up here.  I don’t know what you want."  

    She gave me a disgusted look and wiggled her ears like they were blowing in a breeze.  She had been looking at the window air conditioner the whole time.  I cut it on high, and she plopped down in front of it with a grunt about the stupid human.  

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