My
dog Rexy and I got in our rocket ship to take a trip to the Moon.
It was
quite a peaceful ride.
But then while cooking dinner, I burnt the
fillet mignons, and the sprinklers went off on the spacecraft, and we
got soaked.
There's something about the smell of a wet dog in close
quarters.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment