Thought for today .....

bertie40

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Dogs.
Mans best friend.

Not mine,
I hate the bloody things, but anyway....

Why do dogs, passing in the street, go bananas at each other.
What is it, in their psyche that compels them to attempt to rip each others throat out ?

Why can't they be civil to each other.
And if they want to chat, why not do it quietly.

Dogs passing in the street :
Dog 1: woof
Dog 2: woof ?
Dog 1: woof.
...... And they continue on their way.

Can this be applied to computer repair technicians?

Admittedly, if you see a competitor walking down the street, do you have an insatiable desire to immediately greet him warmly by the throat ?
I know that I would.

Also, how is it, you never hear a dog laugh.
Have they no sense of humour ?
They can whimper loud enough.

St Bernard dogs, historically running around the snowy alps, at freezing temperatures, carrying a small barrel of whiskey around its neck.
If it had any sense, it would tell mountain rescue to shove it, crash out in front of a log fire, and down the whiskey itself together with a lump of pizza.

Are dogs intelligent?
You throw a stick,
it brings it back,
you throw it again,
it brings it back again.
I don't want that bloody stick you stupid hound. I'm trying to get rid of it.

Try that with a cat.
You throw a stick.
It looks up at you with those cute little eyes (think puss in boots), cocks it's head over to one side, and with an undisguised look of contempt, slowly saunters off in the opposite direction, pausing only to stop and lick its naughty bitz.
........And it does this, in plain sight, to rub it in, that you, the owner, lack the physical dexterity to do this yourself.
Mind you, if you gave it a biscuit, I'm sure it would let you.

I just had another thought.
If a dog is "mans best friend", what is a woman's ?
 
I'm currently nursing a bad back.
Pulled muscle

Just don't ask me how I got it.
(Actually, I don't know. It just happened)
 
Today it seems a womens best friend is the credit card.

As for cats - I hate them. My girlfriend and I inherited a cat from her late mother. She cried until I said we could keep it. Now here are some of the things the darn cat does:

1. When it wants in or out it scratches at the door. Fine and dandy but the outside of the front door is getting ripped to shreds. I put a piece of that step non-slip stuff (like sand paper) on the door frame where she scratches and she is almost thru that. Now I have to fix the door frame and replace the insulation.

2. They will for no reason decide to puke up stuff. I will be sitting watching some tv and the cat starts hucking up all kinds of junk.

3. Constantly have to pet them. Geez. Leave me alone!

4. Cat hair really *ucks.

5. Feeding her is like pleasing the queen. When you feed a dog they will eat whatever and be thankful. Not cats.

What I like about cats:

1. We no longer have moles, mice and other assorted things around the yard/house.

coffee :)
 
Easy.

If the paper sticks to the wall, they ain't done yet.

I've asked that question to a lot of people over the years, never got that answer....LOL. As a reward I am sliding a pint of Beamish down the bar your way!
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