Don't Doubt The Dog!



Sorry I haven’t been around lately.  I just got out of prison.  I am not sure what I did wrong but I was just scooped up by my human mom and brought to the jail.  I guess I live in a police state where you never really know what crime you committed.  Anyhow, the jail was called something else.  I think it was pet hotel.  Didn’t matter to me what they called it but a place with crates and a couple of “play” areas is a jail to me.  Anyhow I was grouped with some hardened criminals.  There was Mac “The Knife” Maltese,  Walt “The Widow Maker” Weimaraner, Harry “The Hammer” Hound and Pete “The Pick Pocket” Poodle among others.  I was clearly the brains of the inmates so I took the lead and was in the midst of planning our escape before I was picked up by my humans.  The escape plan went something like this.  While we were in the prison court yard, Harry and Walt would fake a fight to distract the guard while the rest of us formed a doggie pyramid to reach the door knob of the court yard gate and turn it open.  Then we would run for the exit and freedom.  Anyhow, I hope my fellow prison mates get out soon to.  You know time in jail can really change a dog.



2 comments on “Prison

  1. easyweimaraner
    July 7, 2014

    Put a yellow ribbon on the ole oak tree, so your mates know you will wait for them :o)


  2. dontdoubtthedog
    July 7, 2014

    Thanks buddy. You are always the voice of wisdom.


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