**Alright folks. Get the mind bleach. If you would rather not know why dogs find bully sticks so delicious, you should just move on now. Come back tomorrow. You’ve been warned.**
An actual conversation at Casa de Kolchak last night:
the Daddy: Whatcha eatin’ Felix?
the Mama: Bull Penis. (Kol’s Note: Can I say that on a blog?)
the Daddy: What?!
the Mama: Would you rather I call it a bully stick?
the Daddy: No. I wish you had lied to me just there.
I don’t know what it is, but Bully Sticks make the Daddy queasy.
He went a seriously disturbing shade of green when the Mama made her announcement. If I didn’t know better, I’d say the Mama knew that the Daddy would feel…less than enthused about the whole pizzle stick thing. She chortled when she said it. Her tone was…gleeful.The Mama wasn’t…taunting the Daddy…was she?!
For a second, I thought he was going to take it away.
I think he wanted to. He had that look in his eyes…you know, the one the humans get when they are about to take something away that you worked really hard to scrounge up. Like garbage. Or rotten food.
Is it maybe that he is jealous that the Mama didn’t get one for him?
No that wasn’t quite it. Even though he wanted to take it, he didn’t. It looked like he couldn’t quite bring himself to touch the darn thing. BOL! Daddys are so silly. Why don’t you want to touch it? It’s just a tasty treat, Daddy. Nothing icky about it. Nothing gross at all. Wait a minute…it’s a WHAT?
Is this some kind of joke? Am I being punked?
I thought the Mama was kidding. So all this time, I’ve been eating…OMD. I’m gonna be sick. I wish the Mama had lied to me too. I’m going to go lay down and try to forget what I learned tonight. Someone get me the mind bleach.
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