The Other Coast by Adrian Raeside for January 23, 2024

At Christmas time it’s “Fleas Navidad.”

Yikes. He start seenging. It time to fleees!

Englemutt Humperdog.

Common, common, common, common, fleas fleas me oh yeah like I fleas you.

Come April the government will fleas all of us once again.

“I won’t wear that collar any more…”

Followed by “ You Ain’t Nothing But A Hounddog”

Do not give up your day job Rusty !

Is there anything worse than a drunk Golden Retriever doing karaoke?

The audience looks bored.

Go on, take the dog food and run.

♪ You can’t hide, your nasty pill ♫ and your liver is a thin disguise ♪ I though by now you’d realize ♫ there ain’t no way to hide your nasty pill. ♫

Pretty sure the Baskervilles are out scouring the moors at this very moment looking for him.

Who let the fleas out? Woof woof woof woof!

Who let the fleas out? Woof woof woof woof!

he’s a big fan of limp biscuit…

Will it be a Three Dog Night