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My girlfriend and I went to see comedian Jim Breuer, the former Saturday Night Live and Half-Baked star. He was at the Improv in Irvine. His set wasn’t very good (one of the opening comedians was actually funnier). But he did this bit about a news story where a cop was attacked by Chihuahuas and suffered bite marks all over his ankles. He joked, “If you’re a cop, with a gun, how does this even happen?” He then said how you really don’t need a gun, you could just play soccer with those guys as they charge you.
He ran in slow motion across the stage, pretending to kick little Chihuahuas into the air.
A few days later, I see a news story about a utility worker that was (as the paper said “confronted”) by a 2-pound teacup Chihuahua outside a Mojave Desert home. He kicked the pet, breaking its neck.
The Southwest Gas Corp. employee said the dog charged him twice as it ran out of a house. His company is offering the family $500 for a new dog.
I saw today in the paper, that a Greyhound adoption Center in El Cajon got six greyhounds from a track in Guam. The Guam Greyhound Park had been around for over 30 years, but closed after voters wouldn’t allow gambling on track property.
They were able to give away 150 of the dogs to the public, and the rest went to various adoption groups.
We had met a woman that works for one of the greyhound rescue places in town (perhaps this one, I can’t remember). She had two of the dogs, and we loved them. But, the one time my dog ran when someone was cutting down their tree in Vista…I thought I’d never catch him. I can only imagine what you do if a Greyhound gets away from you.
For half the day, I don’t have to worry about my dog getting away from me, or taking him on walks around the neighborhood.
We put him in a doggie daycare downtown, in a place called Furry Tales. It’s such a great place for our Maltese. He gets to play with dogs his size. The bigger dogs have another area they play in.
Sometimes when I walk in to pick him up, he doesn’t notice me as he’s running around with a Shih Tzu (gotta watch how you type that). Other times, he’ll be playing with five dogs, and he sees me and runs for the wall, which is about 10 feet high. He’ll jump a few times, and whine when he realizes he can’t reach me. When a staff member opens the door, he runs for it. It’s now become this Pavlovian thing where he starts to run for me, then immediately turns around and runs to the door they open to let him out.
I could go on and on about all the cute things he’s done, but it’s like what Bill Cosby used to say in his routine. He and his wife had a baby, and wanted to tell everyone about it. Even when his son pooped for the first time, they wanted to show their friends and family.
My girlfriend and I signed up to take training classes there. We really like the guy Justin who runs them. And, I’m sure when my dog sits for the first time, I’ll think that’s the greatest accomplishment in the world and want to tell all my friends about it. But I known enough to refrain.
My girlfriend and I went to see comedian Jim Breuer, the former Saturday Night Live and Half-Baked star. He was at the Improv in Irvine. His set wasn’t very good (one of the opening comedians was actually funnier). But he did this bit about a news story where a cop was attacked by Chihuahuas and suffered bite marks all over his ankles. He joked, “If you’re a cop, with a gun, how does this even happen?” He then said how you really don’t need a gun, you could just play soccer with those guys as they charge you.
He ran in slow motion across the stage, pretending to kick little Chihuahuas into the air.
A few days later, I see a news story about a utility worker that was (as the paper said “confronted”) by a 2-pound teacup Chihuahua outside a Mojave Desert home. He kicked the pet, breaking its neck.
The Southwest Gas Corp. employee said the dog charged him twice as it ran out of a house. His company is offering the family $500 for a new dog.
I saw today in the paper, that a Greyhound adoption Center in El Cajon got six greyhounds from a track in Guam. The Guam Greyhound Park had been around for over 30 years, but closed after voters wouldn’t allow gambling on track property.
They were able to give away 150 of the dogs to the public, and the rest went to various adoption groups.
We had met a woman that works for one of the greyhound rescue places in town (perhaps this one, I can’t remember). She had two of the dogs, and we loved them. But, the one time my dog ran when someone was cutting down their tree in Vista…I thought I’d never catch him. I can only imagine what you do if a Greyhound gets away from you.
For half the day, I don’t have to worry about my dog getting away from me, or taking him on walks around the neighborhood.
We put him in a doggie daycare downtown, in a place called Furry Tales. It’s such a great place for our Maltese. He gets to play with dogs his size. The bigger dogs have another area they play in.
Sometimes when I walk in to pick him up, he doesn’t notice me as he’s running around with a Shih Tzu (gotta watch how you type that). Other times, he’ll be playing with five dogs, and he sees me and runs for the wall, which is about 10 feet high. He’ll jump a few times, and whine when he realizes he can’t reach me. When a staff member opens the door, he runs for it. It’s now become this Pavlovian thing where he starts to run for me, then immediately turns around and runs to the door they open to let him out.
I could go on and on about all the cute things he’s done, but it’s like what Bill Cosby used to say in his routine. He and his wife had a baby, and wanted to tell everyone about it. Even when his son pooped for the first time, they wanted to show their friends and family.
My girlfriend and I signed up to take training classes there. We really like the guy Justin who runs them. And, I’m sure when my dog sits for the first time, I’ll think that’s the greatest accomplishment in the world and want to tell all my friends about it. But I known enough to refrain.