Saturday, February 05, 2005

Dog Club


Once apon a time, quite a while ago there was the 'Dog Club'. This was the place where all dogs went to hang out and socialise; in fact you might have seen some pictures of it, dogs playing pool and poker together. All the dogs went there, big dogs, small dogs, pedigrees and bitsa's (bitsa this and bitsa that).

Thing is, dogs tend to be a bit stinky, flatulence was big problem in the club and it was starting to get so bad that member numbers were in decline. It was decided that a special meeting be called to figure out a way to solve the dilemma. The Chairman of the Board, a stocky cigar smoking bulldog named Churchill, had decided that there was only one answer to the problem; every dog that entered the club had to remove their bum and hang it on a hook outside in the hall. A shocked hubbub filled the room as he announced the idea, it was such a drastic course of action. Drastic, yet necessary.

It worked a treat once the inital shock subsided. The many hooks out in the hall soon filled with the bums of new and returning members. The Dog Club was thriving, the atmosphere unfunked and enthusiastic. It really was the place to be if you were a K9, alas it was not to last. No one knew how the fire started, but everyone knew what it ended. It was a particularly wild night at the club that night, packed to capacity and brimming with fun and barking. Fifi the bartender was the first to yell 'FIRE' as she saw the flames licking the curtains near the kitchen. Panic of course insued, pool cue's where dropped and poker pots left on the table as every dog rushed to get out of the inferno.
In the chaos each dog grabbed wildly at any bum on a hook, not caring if it was his or her own, falling over themselves just to get at any old bum then fleeing out into the brisk evening air.

That night was the end of an era and it's effects are still visable to this very day. You might have noticed that dogs are always very keen to get a sniff of another dogs behind, it's not out of rudeness, nor to gross us humans out, no... The reality is they are just trying to find their original bum.

True Story. My Dad told me.
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