“Look. I’m sad. Close the laptop and play with me.”
I can’t right now, Iggy. I’m working. You know that. And where’s that music coming from?
“Huh? What music?”
My iPad! You downloaded a Sarah McLachlan album?
“No! I didn’t! I couldn’t, because I’m too depressed to move! All because you won’t play with me!”
Emotional-blackmailing freak.
“What! It works on TV!”
(If animals ever figure out iTunes, we’re doomed. We’ll be walking around weeping and giving them anything they want. And Sarah McLachlan will be able to buy entire vacation planets.)
The Iggy Dialogues 
I was in an outdoor shop’s dressing room yesterday. Posted on the wall was a sad puppy pic with the caption that “all shoplifters will be forced to listen to Sarah McLaughlin’s ASPCA ad on endless loop. Seriously, think of the puppies. Oh, and we prosecute – not kidding.”.
Ouch. That’s cruel and unusual right there.
Saw a link to your blog in the comments on Balloon Juice. Awwwwwwsome. I’ll drop a link to you on my front page over at The Dogs of San Francisco, if you promise to keep up the posts for at least a few weeks. 🙂
BTW, you totally need one of my ‘Schnauzers Gonna Schnauze’ tee shirts.
Ha! I’m glad I’m not the only one who sees “schnauzer” as a verb. Whenever Iggy does something goofy, we just say he’s schnauzing.
Thanks for the link! I’ll be keeping this up for quite a while — my husband and I can’t help making up conversations with Iggy all the time. I know, we should get out more. But we probably won’t.
Off to check out the t-shirt now.