Something Feral

Digging up the flower-beds.


Monday, August 10, 2009

They say he's crazy, but he has a good time

10 comments:

FB said...

That is awesome.

Jesse said...

Is that your front gate there Feral?

Something Feral said...

At some point in the future, yes. It's been problematic finding a dog that can properly work the action on the extra rifle. I'll let everyone know when that happens, and how many puppies are available, and what calibers they all prefer.

Welcome, FB.

Elusive Wapiti said...

I echo FB. That is classic.

MikeT said...

You need to put a deringer in his mouth so that you can have a dog who when he barks shoots bullets (if you watch the Simpsons, you'll get the allusion :) )

Kawaika said...

Check this out.

Kawaika said...

And this.

Something Feral said...

Heh, I imagine the distress that follow if they knew about the concealed-weapons situation just across the border in Vermont. Personally, I'm hoping that the protesters start lining up with semi-automatic military-pattern rifles slung across their backs, just so that I might hear the distant "pop!" of the propagandists' heads imploding in abject horror.

Emergency injunctions, feh...

That sidearm is probably for the older guy's seeing-eye dog, anyway.

Triton said...

Am I the only one that got the song reference in the post's title?

No one listens to classic rock anymore...

Something Feral said...

You get a cookie, Triton. And you're right about classic rock slipping away; they keep canceling stations out here and replacing them with country and campesino clones.

I feel like I'm turning into Walt Kowalski.