Apr 082015
 

Outside of the Doggie Spa

The Mongrel

The Mongrel

A mongrel was sitting mind his own business outside of an elite Doggie Grooming & Spa.  Each time the door opened, out came a series of dogs who were stuck up and elegantly groomed.  They looked at the mongrel and spoke.

Mimi

Mimi

First came a haughty poodle, “My name is Mimi, spelt M-i-m-i.”

Boris

Boris

The next to exit was an Afghan hound who stuck his head in the air and with a soprano voice told the mongrel, “I’m Boris, and I spell it with a capital B and o-r-i-s.

Shiatzu

Shiatzu

When the third dog came out, a shiatsu smelling wonderfully and her head hair tied with bows of ribbon.

The Shiatsu walked over to the mongrel like a model on

a cat-walk, make that “dog-walk.”  She started to speak

but the mongrel had enough of dogs who spoke down to

him.  Standing up proud he said to the Shiatsu,

“My name is Fido and I spell it P-h-y-d-e-a-u-x!”

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