As you already know, I am a helpful terrier. I try to do my best to help out around the house. (Please see my post Handy Huckle to read about me folding all the laundry) So when my dad shaved his head I did my best to help clean up afterwards. My dad has his own clippers just like me. As he was shaving his head, I helped out by picking up the hair. My mom did not realize the extent of my helpfulness until my dad's hair began coming out of my butt when I was pooping outside. Though she had found some in my water bowl and all over the carpet and stuck to my beard, she didn't realize I had vacuum-like abilities to ingest hair. I can't believe that she didn't know I would do this because she finds all sort of fun things in my poop all the time. Silly Mom. Just call me Dyson!
Why am I in trouble again?
Mar 7, 2008
Helpful Huckleberry part II
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4 comments:
You are definitely a lot better than a stupid Dyson. We have one of those stupid purple Dyson's in our house. It is always being a loud mouthed, fluff stealer. And it even has it's own stupid blog.
My Human once lived in Athens, GA!
Oh Huck....that's soooo helpful...yeppers...we know all about the fur eatin....though we actually eat eachother's fur after a groomin session....don't know why the hoomans find that so gross....TAAASSSTEEEEE!
Scruffy
Huck, thats what I call hooman. They just dont get it....the woman always complaint she got sooooooo many to do, but when we try to help them. They said we are in trouble. What is this????
You won the caption game!!!!!!
Congratulations, I'll send you the award in an email.
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Balboa
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