I live in a house with a Golden Retriever and a yellow Labrador. A Labrador is kind of like a troubadour, except different. A troubadour is a strolling minstrel while a Labrador really can't entertain people when they travel from town to town.
Did I mention my dogs are going bald? They must be because I can't escape the house without 5 pounds of their fur on me.
I have no business ever wearing black clothes. It's like the opposite of a needle in a haystack; it's just like Saint Francis said:
Where there is a black sweater, your fur.
Where there is a clean floor, your dirty paws.
Where there is a horrible smell, you sleep unknowingly.
Where there is a half eaten donut..well that was me, sorry.
