Day 61 … Sometimes when I go to certain stores/restaurants – Fergus is not welcome inside.
Fergus thinks that if children can come inside – he should be able to come inside.
Children = loud/crying
Fergus = quiet/respectful
Children = dirty/smelly
Fergus = bathed/smells like hot corn nuts
Children = shed teeth/hair
Fergus = doesn’t shed
Children = no boundaries
Fergus = quietly sits on Momma’s lap
Children = they bite
Fergus = will only snap at children that have no boundaries (what’s the big deal?)
If I were legally allowed to leave my children outside while I shopped? I would : )
ha ha ha
He’s such a little gentleman!
wooooow, offended. truely offended. maybe that should be ‘some’ children and ‘some’ dogs. you were a child once. yeesh!
I’m with you on this. Working in a retail environment I would take the dogs/cats/snakes over the screaming and boundary-less children any day of the week. Poor little Fergus. Bring him to my work and I’ll give him a cookie … inside!