Over the course of the past five days or so, I have discovered that my dog (yes, little Gypsy Kitty) is afraid...no, strike that...TERRIFIED of dust bunnies lurking in dark corners, colanders and (my personal favorite) pimento-cheese sandwiches. No joke. She is runaway-and-hide-with-her-tail-tucked-between-her-legs kind of scared.
Why?!
Yeah, not a clue.
Whatever happened to that pet psychic on Animal Planet, because I'm starting to think that I could utilize her "abilities" right about now.
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Um, there seems to be a problem. Houston, we definitely have a problem. I don't think you need a pet psychic; you need a pet psychologist. That's just weird.
Yeah, my dog is...uh...kind of "fearful", I guess. She wouldn't come near my boyfriend until she was absolutely positive that he had finished that (super scary) pimento-cheese sandwich (because - obviously - pimento-cheese sandwiches canNOT be trusted).
She is a BIG dog. She weighs more than 60 pounds! What is she AFRAID of?! It is only two pieces of bread with cheese in the middle, after all!
I did consider the pet psychologist, but went with the pet psychic instead because I'm not sure that Gypsy Kitty understands “why” she is afraid of dust bunnies, colanders and pimento-cheese sandwiches. She just is. The psychic (since the psychic is presumably...well...psychic) would know the “why” immediately, and they could get down to the business of fixing the problem (instead of spending hours trying to identify it, first).
Of course, the ideal solution (in a perfect world) would be a pet psychologist that just happens to be psychic. Although, I guessing that people like that do not grow on trees.
Alas…poor lil Gypsy Kitty will just have to wait!
i like the thought of a psychic psychologist, but doesn't that kind of defeat the purpose? how can you bill a patient for enough hours if you know the problem and its root in the first visit?
Well, you'll probably have to explain the problem to them. That'll take time...
I'm not only a dog psychic, I'm a dog telepsychic. I'm reading your dog now... your dog... wants steak...
Sorry, old joke...
Peaches in Britain said...
I'm gonna have to side with the dog on this one-pimento cheese? Not a good idea. Cheese should not be flavored with something that is normally stuffed into olives, nor should it be in loaf form.
Secondly, Deals, I'm supprised you have dust bunnies in your house! What are you doing? Only cleaning every other day?! Disgraceful.
Sorry, Peach. I had to *edit* your comment a little bit. Didn't want those internet stalkers to find me (even if you didn't use my real name. My nickname is still kinda' odd, you know. And the last thing I need is to have my BLOG linked to conspiracy sites!)! Hehe…
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