Sure, this guy had always been on their Watch List, but when they received that anonymous tip suggesting they search his private office, they had no idea what they were in for. It was a startling find, and his intended list of targets was long:
Luckily, they had Dr. Lipschwitz on speed dial.
Don’t worry – McGruff is on the case, Effie. And, happy birthday.
It is a real supple ride though.
I wasn’t aware that Louis Vuitton made pets, Florence A.
Herbert recently lost his job as the household doorstop, so when The Dog offered him the opportunity, he couldn’t turn it down. You see, The Cat had recently upped his efforts to sabotage The Dog; and he suspected his Kibble was being poisoned in an attempt to be dethroned as man’s best friend. Frankly, Herbert felt bad for him, because let’s face it, The Dog was not the sharpest knife in the drawer.
Listen, Dog, I agreed to test your food, but do you have to hover over me like some kind drooly sweater?
I’m putting my neck on the line for you, the least you could’ve done was supply a step ladder.
I’m going to be honest with you: this crap you call food is so disgusting that I wouldn’t know if it was poisoned or not. Here’s an idea, maybe stop being so eager to please everyone and demand a real meal.
Take one step closer to me, Dog, and I’ll go straight to The Cat and tell him that you want to replace his kitty litter with Pop Rocks Candy.
Good luck with this situation, Kristin B.
Spike was really looking forward to his first tandem skydiving jump. Although, he was concerned that the airbags were behind him.
You two make a lovely pair, Jessie S.
You can never go wrong with a nice shot from the Sears Portrait Studio…
I can’t wait to see what they do for Easter, Alex R.
Let me get this straight: You’re trying to offer me that…for this? Oh, honey. If you think I’m letting go of this anytime soon, then you might as well believe that Mensa is gonna be recruiting you. I mean, that’s like me offering you tofu for a Twinkie.
If I were you, I’d back the hell up. Because on top of being highly unpredictable, I’m, like, 8 feet tall and foaming at the mouth with Cheetos dust.
Next time, maybe you won’t offer him a cashew. But on the other hand, look at those adorably clawed prongs, Pea H.
This one speaks for itself. Hilariously.
More from BBC’s very, very funny Walk on the Wild Side can be seen here.
He was there, and I here. Everyday. My mind was on him. Constantly.
Do you miss me?
My master, he could do no wrong. My unconditional love was infinitely unambiguous.
Unquestionably so!
Would he always be mine? Time would tell…
There are many loves, but only one obsession: Canine Klein’s Obsession.
Ahh, the smell of it, Aubrey A.
6:00AM: Wake up, chase cat on treadmill.
6:30AM: Make Mooch breakfast.
6:31AM: Make mental note to call Dr. Lipschwitz about Mooch demanding Fancy Feast.
7:06AM: Train into city.
7:10AM: Scold Mooch, explain why he can’t stick head out window, add incident to Lipschwitz list.
8:00AM: Arrive at Mooch’s daycare, wonder why door is locked.
8:02AM: Realize it’s Saturday.
Hope you offered him a venti, non-fat, half-caff, extra-foamy latte, Leighann S.
Their fall from Hollywood elite was shocking and swift, but they did what was necessary to pay the bills. Given, their new gig is a little depressing, but at least they headline on Wednesdays as the male revue “Everything but the Oink”. It’s no summer blockbuster, but they make the best of it. Wilbur, Babe, and Piglet always do.
Erewhay areway ethay eglay armersway, Echo L.?
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