17 October 2012

A Depressed Dog

We could hear Willy grousing but know where he was until he threw his bone out from under the chair.


He was basically sitting under there complaining about...who knows?  The fact that he'd eaten all the snails in the backyard and was still hungry?  So, I took the camera over, switched it to video and recorded this conversation, in which he poured out his angst, woes, sorrows and frustrations.  

It is kinda worth the view:

3 comments:

MBK said...

A belly ache from eating snails? Frustration because he doesn't know the langugage and can't make friends? Or, isolating depression because his weltanschauung is being mocked by two Philistines?

emerdean said...

It's a good thing he doesn't have opposable thumbs - otherwise I would suggest that you remove all firearms and sharp objects from the apartment...

emerdean said...

for your protection and his