Friday Haiku: What’choo Lookin’ At?

Stoic sentinels
See the long and short of it
Haiku their vision

3 dogs in a hatchback

Choo lookin’ at me, Kayla C.?

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You can never go wrong with a nice shot from the Sears Portrait Studio…

A nice soft, filtered light will do wonders; these two are actually raccoons.

I can’t wait to see what they do for Easter, Alex R.

THIS JUST IN: A puppeh with pink glasses

This pup is seeing 20/10, People, and he’s reading the eye chart on the wall and it says:

I

OWN

YER

ASS

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Impressive at such a young age, @Mishmashed!

Those Three Little Words

I mean, yeah, it was cute at first, when the relationship was just getting started, and there’d be this giddy rush to be the one to say it first, you know, because it felt so good to hear it come back at you…

But lately, it’s not the same.  He says it, and then she says it, and then they both say it, so I feel like I gotta say it, and it just turns into a call-and-response thing…

We like you, Ellen M., but we don’t “like you” like you.

Hi, I’m the New Monster Under Your Bed

Yes, moved in last Thursday. Still living out of the boxes; ach, such a mess, don’t get me started. Anyhoo, just wanted to pop up and say hello, and I promise to start terrorizing you as soon as possible, but we’re so busy right now what with the change-of-address cards and getting our youngest into kindergarten.

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“Chloe” looks like an extra from “Monsters, Inc.,” Danielle.

Available at fine pet stores everywhere.

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…

Why is that small blue dog interfering with my snuggle time.

There are many loves, but only one obsession: Canine Klein’s Obsession.

Ahh, the smell of it, Aubrey A.

The Busy Life of a Single Dog.

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.

Please don't tell my ex-wife about this.

Hope you offered him a venti, non-fat, half-caff, extra-foamy latte, Leighann S.

That’s Knot Funny

For today’s busy serial prankster, the most important skill to master is time management.  For example, tie your victim’s shoelaces together first; this will keep him engaged and distracted, giving you time to short-sheet his bed, fill the sugar bowl with salt, and hide his car keys.

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Check the sofa for whoopee cushions, Claire C.
Photo by Angelo Sotira.

It’s kind of like finding a potato chip that looks like Jesus.

Except it’s a bathroom towel dog, and he looks like Eleanor Roosevelt.

The 'permanent press' setting helps.

Not an albino mole.

I do not approve of this post.

You can find FDR in one of my wrinkles.

Have you seen Lou Hoover? She looks like my foot.

Pigment is for losers.Hellooooooooooooo!

Forwarded by John L.

I Want My Phone Call!

Ya rotten, stinkin’ flatfoots ain’t got nothin’ on me!  Ya hear me, ya no-good screws?  Now one’a youse get my mouthpiece on the horn or I’m eatin’ this cage!

Let me guess: NTMTOM's been Googling crime-movie cliches, hasn't he?

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