I like to go up to a dog and grab his cheeks
and go blup blup blup blup, you
know? Well
Peter Mueller over there at the
garage at
Bush League, well his place was
broke into
about once a week for a month
or so. So he
bought two big large dogs - big
German shepherds.
Puts signs up saying "Beware
of Dogs"
and all that sort of stuff and
the break-ins
stopped.
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Well, this one dog he's got, this one big
shepherd, he greets you when
you come to
the front door by running right
at you. Peter's
closed the counter off and there's
a slot
in the counter about this wide
(I don't know
what that's for). You can't get
in the back
anymore. He's got it so people
can't get
into the back shop. Therefore
the dogs have
the run of the back shop.
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Well, the funny part is about a month ago,
I went over and I went in. Here
comes this
dog. I'm standing where this
slot was and
he comes running out and jumps
up on this
thing and he growls and snarls
at me and
I reached and I blup blup blup
blup, and
heh heh, and he sat down on there
and he
peed. There's this big puddle
on the top
of the counter. And his eyes
as big as saucers.
He'd never had anything like
that before.
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Then Peter come along. "You and my dogs!"
he said, "Your dog chased
my dog into
the doghouse one day. And I paid
a big price
for that sucker. And now you
come along and
go blup blup!"
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I went up to his dog and went blup blup blup
blup with his cheeks like that.
The dog had
no intentions of biting me, but
he was just
completely shocked.
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It's like Carol's dog Paducha. The minute
she sees me now, she's wanting
it. She sticks
her face up. I go blup blup blup
blup. She
likes it.
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| This dog of Peter's. Next I go in there I'm
going to do it again. I bet he'll
come and
get his blup blup blup blup. |
