“Hey! Lemme in!”
No, you can stay out there a little while longer.
“Okay! You win!”
What was that? Did you say something?
“Ugh. Okay. I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry I stole your Zippo.”
A little better.
“And I’m sorry I spilled the container of gasoline.”
Okay, anything else?
“I’m sorry I burned down half the porch.”
“Can I come in now?
“That was scary. Can I lay on the couch next to you?”
Okay, come on up.
“You know, I just wanted to set fire to the neighbor’s Chihuahua.”
Drop it, Iggy —
“Not even all of him! I just wanted to light the tip of his tail!”
“Like a fuse!”
“A furry little yip bomb!”
“Ha ha! ‘Yip yip yip BOOM!'”
Get back outside.
9 thoughts on “Iggy, contrite.”
Reading Iggy’s posts with a sore back is terrible for the back, but excellent for the soul. 😉
Thank you for the kind words. Very sorry to hear about your back. May I recommend Alleve and a heating pad?
The ones with the cutest faces that have to be watched the closest! My Ziggy is too smart for his own good, too.
Ha! Yeah, it’s like they know they’re cute, so they know they’ve got you.
I totally like your ideas…I will look for a zippo and a “wawa” :o)
Ooh. Careful now! Hell hath no fury like an angry Chihuahua! 🙂
(It’s a good thing I don’t have a million readers — there’d probably be at least one freak who really would try to light a Chihuahua’s tail like a fuse. Memo to freaks: DON’T DO THAT. LEAVE THEM ALONE.)
(An additional note to readers, in case there’s any confusion: Easyweimaraner is not a freak.)
Lol at it all but especially the yip yip boom bit 🙂