Wrong Creatures

[RAT900]

I once had a neighbor a few doors down who had a dog; its name was Freddy.  The dog was apparently the tragic end-result of a coupling between a Basset Hound and a German Shepherd (the dog, not some guy in lederhosen). Anyway the dog had a Shepherd's head and coat and the short stumpy legs of a Basset....it had no worthy ground surface clearance...its dick actually dragged along on the ground beneath it

When I first saw the creature my heart went out in pity that it had a shepherd's intelligence, alertness and head.... yet it was saddled with a body that couldn't back-up its genetically engineered behavioral instructions. So I called to the critter and it headed towards me on its stumpy little legs wagging its tail. I thought I would pet it and reassure it that it was a fine animal...despite the fact that someone if they had any decency should have gassed the thing at birth

As it got closer it wagged its tail at an increasing pace until it was within 5 or so feet of me...big hopeful looking eyes....I started to crouch to greet it.....then it switched gears and went into a snarling snapping attack mode and attempted to lunge at me....it now had murderous intent in its eyes and jaws

fortunately a brisk few back-steps on my part put a safe distance between us and Freddy was winded early at the exertion.  Evidently Mother Nature had supplied her hapless mistake with some measure of coping skills...it had learned over time that it needed to close the distance if it was going to get a chance at taking a chunk out of someone....so it had perfected this friendly dog act

Clearly the animal had not made a successful transition to self-acceptance of its unfortunate lot in life and it wanted more than anything to share its pain...the dog was a tangible piece of damnation personified...perhaps a guard dog in a previous life at Auschwitz or something...

but it made me wonder why some of life's damaged-goods critters go nice and others go bad...I know a lot of humans like Freddy...many of them seem to be more skilled at Freddy's game

[orangelion03]

That was brilliant.

[Porsche Monkey]

Bravo

[Grampa]

is this really a story about Harry Ried?

[RAT900]

is this really a story about Harry Ried?

LOL 

[Porsche Monkey]

What's a Harry Reid?

[Grampa]

What's a Harry Reid?

it's like a Deborah Harry only not.

[duc_poultry]

Hahah you just made my day!

[Pip]

What's a Harry Reid?

It's the thin membrane that creates sound in a clarinet that has been dropped on the floor in a barber shop.

[cyrus buelton]

It's the thin membrane that creates sound in a clarinet that has been dropped on the floor in a barber shop.

I thought it was a piece of regurgitating shit

no?


Great Story Rat

[il d00d]

That was a good read

Although if my dick dragged on the ground when I walked - and I am not saying that it couldn't- and I didn't have opposable thumbs or underwear, I would probably kill whatever, whenever possible to even the karmic score.

[sno_duc]

About 15 years ago I knew someone in Soldotna Alaska who owned a cousin to the above mentioned hound. It would get high centered in the snow. 

[RAT900]

Nahhh don't go getting all existential and stuff...

actually Zooom's comments on that Guava Mangusta or whatever it was in the BWAAA! thread reminded me of misbegotten pairings and hence that dog

I just threw in the observation about people to give the recollection a point of sorts...it was an evil farking dog thank the gods that it didn't have the legs it wanted  

[cyrus buelton]

My cousin always wanted to have his Dad (he's a Vet) inseminate a female Great Dane with the love juice of a Chiahuhua.


His Dad never attempted the experiment.


God, that would be a make the beast with two backsed up looking animal.

[KnightofNi]

My cousin always wanted to have his Dad (he's a Vet) inseminate a female Great Dane with the love juice of a Chiahuhua.


His Dad never attempted the experiment.


God, that would be a make the beast with two backsed up looking animal.

a 4 ft tall yappy dog?
i would have to euthanize it for my own sanity.