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keiramarcos at Oh, Bacon
(had to share -- it still makes me laugh every time I reread it days later.)
keiramarcos at Oh, BaconSeveral months ago I took Sisko (my Siberian Husky) with me to Petco so I could get his nails professionally clipped. I can do it but we both suffer emotionally for the experience. The girl at Petco is much better at it than I am. Regardless, after we got finished with that we tool around the store and he picks out some toys (okay, I showed him toys and bought the ones he responded positively to) and I was checking out the organic snacks when I feel this very, very cold nose on my ankle and then I hear a soft grunt. I look down... and there is a itty, bitty pig in a harness practically sitting on my shoe.
I stare at it. It oinks. Sisko reaches down and snatches the mini-pig off my shoe and it wiggles around in his mouth -- oinking merrily. I stare in horror and think -- who the fuck brings a pig to Petco and lets it run around wild?
A woman comes around the corner within a few seconds of Sisko picking up this little pig and I come to my senses just as she starts to scream and the following words come out of my mouth, "Oh my god, Sisko, put down the bacon!"
The little pig continues to wiggle and oink like he's having the best time ever. So I point at the floor and say, "DOWN!" and Sisko drops to his belly and reluctantly releases his new George. The pig doesn't run away. It proceeds to rub himself all over Sisko's face. So, I'm forced to pick this thing up and hand it to the faux-hipster who is still squeaking and carrying on like at 12 year old girl.
I've seen that mini-pig several times since and I swear he always looks disappointed when he realizes Sisko isn't with me.
I stare at it. It oinks. Sisko reaches down and snatches the mini-pig off my shoe and it wiggles around in his mouth -- oinking merrily. I stare in horror and think -- who the fuck brings a pig to Petco and lets it run around wild?
A woman comes around the corner within a few seconds of Sisko picking up this little pig and I come to my senses just as she starts to scream and the following words come out of my mouth, "Oh my god, Sisko, put down the bacon!"
The little pig continues to wiggle and oink like he's having the best time ever. So I point at the floor and say, "DOWN!" and Sisko drops to his belly and reluctantly releases his new George. The pig doesn't run away. It proceeds to rub himself all over Sisko's face. So, I'm forced to pick this thing up and hand it to the faux-hipster who is still squeaking and carrying on like at 12 year old girl.
I've seen that mini-pig several times since and I swear he always looks disappointed when he realizes Sisko isn't with me.
(had to share -- it still makes me laugh every time I reread it days later.)
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Date: 2012-04-19 12:40 pm (UTC)I worked in an animal hospital for 15 years (okay, 2 of them). I've seen things like this happen before. Animals are very funny. Humans don't always realize how funny their reactions are.
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Date: 2012-04-20 01:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-20 01:35 am (UTC)We could just sit on the vicious dogs.
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Date: 2012-04-21 11:34 pm (UTC)In other words, cats have no handles, and dogs need none. :D
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Date: 2012-04-19 01:17 pm (UTC)I LOVE Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck!
I miss my Saturday morning cartoons.
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Date: 2012-04-20 01:22 am (UTC)no subject
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