Archive - Aug 2011 - Entertainment News Article
Fido locked me out of the house. In the process, he locked himself in.
â€śGet me out of here!â€ť he whimpered from behind the door.
â€śIâ€™m trying, you big lug, but the deadbolt seems to have been tripped.â€ť
â€śWhatâ€™s a deadbolt?â€ť
â€śA deadbolt, Fido, is the one lock on the door that I donâ€™t have a key for! Iâ€™ve never even used the deadbolt and donâ€™t even have a key for it. How the heck did the deadbolt get tripped?â€ť
I tried to put the sequence together and that took a little time.
â€śFido, was anyone in the house when I was gone?â€ť
â€śI have to pee.â€ť
â€śI know, I know. Me too!â€ť
â€śIâ€™d like to have a Happy Hour.â€ť
Fidoâ€™s funny like that. He comes up with things that are so out of the blue that I hardly know what to think.
â€śIt sure sounds like fun,â€ť he said. â€śI just donâ€™t know what it is. Letâ€™s have one.â€ť
â€śWe can have as many as we want,â€ť says I. â€śWhatâ€™s your idea?â€ť
â€śIdea? Iâ€™m a dog. I donâ€™t have ideas. I have instincts.â€ť
â€śTell you what. After work, weâ€™ll have a Happy Hour.â€ť
â€śHey hey hey hey!â€ť