Bernie...You Anger Me

I'm sitting outside with the most relax dog in the world sitting peacefully next to me. I look up, Bernie is gone. I'm clearly not worried because he is too lazy to go farther than 20 yards away. I call his name and the dog starts trouncing towards me...soaking wet.

How the hell did a dog that is afraid of water go into a river and look so excited about it?

Silly dog, now i have to dry this stink pot.

anger.

Beeerrrrrrnnnnnniiiiieeeeeeeeeee

where's keith when you need him?

"good bernie, that's a good boy, good bernie..."

I think the only thing that topped that was during the same night, when Keith pulled a George Costanza when going to the bathroom

I still have pictures of that.

What the pictures do not convey is how horrible the smell was. Especially when i stood on the counter to get the overhead view, the stink just permeated through my skull.

so the dog poops...i run him down and pick it up in my little bag...i tie it off and throw it away...

i look over my shoulder...bernie is pooping again.

carter wrote:so the dog poops...i run him down and pick it up in my little bag...i tie it off and throw it away...

i look over my shoulder...bernie is pooping again.

So it goes

Are you trying to insult me? because you cannot, bernie already did that today by pooping twice in 4 minutes time.

Bernie! i miss you!

Don't tell matt, he might be jealous.

If its so hot in florida, why dont you take another bath Bernie!

get anything in the mail yet?? bernie left you a present...hahahaha

carter wrote:get anything in the mail yet?? bernie left you a present...hahahaha

not yet, hopefully by the time i get home the mail will have come. and the neighbors will have helped shovel!!! AHHHHH!!