Wack it like it’s a pinata

I found this little public service announcement on the Internet. I think this is just some propoganda that was put out there by those Bible-thumping Menonites. But I can’t help but sit here chewing on my ducky and hoping that it’s true. Seeing those killer creatures running after that tabbie is a precious sight. Let’s all do our part to make sure we help control the cat population. Oh how I can’t stand these creatures. They would be very tolerable, in fact I would even love having them around, without those razor blade nails on the end of their paws.
Today is trash day. You know what that means… buffet during my evening walk! It’s shaping up to be a good week.
Oh, and by the way, I know I mis-spelled pinata. But I don’t have thumbs so I can’t figure out how to get the tilde above the “n”. Sorry, I’m just a dog.
Rub my belly, leave me some comments.




Garbanzo, I believe you are too young to know what whackin’ it means, much less to be talking about it. Shame on you, your master might have to wash your mouth out.