Dottie's Out of Control Pets
Those darn pets of mine are always embarrassing me in front of
the guests. Every time our neighbors, the Millers, come over to
visit, our golden retriever starts sniffing around in Leo Miller's
crotch. Or the kitty cat, Smooches, raises her tail way up in
the air when someone pets her. What can we do Dottie? It's becoming
an issue in the neighborhood.
you don't have to tell Dottie about pets becoming an issue in
the neighborhood! Remember our darling Little Black Mambo, who
acted as our Kinetic Centerpiece at dinner? Well, guess what—he
grew! Yes, and, well, I don't know quite what to suggest—I had
Little Carol-Anne take him down the Small Animal Hospital last
week, and getting the cat to the vet is an ordeal anyway,
but when he is the size of a Levittown Home, well...
I can suggest is to have both animals de-sexed—oh, what is that
called? Noo-ter-ing? Dottie wouldn't know such things. In any case
have them “fixed,” Scotch-Gard™ the furniture and the Millers, and
by all means do NOT let the animals grow a lot!
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