The Dog Can Talk. Sort of.

I said it would happen. It was just a matter of time before she felt comfortable enough to know that we wouldn’t call in an exorcist or drop her at the pound.

Mollyanna talked to The Man Thing last night. Well, actually, she cussed him out. She’s not that talented (yet) to have a full-blown conversation.

She was hogging precious bed space, so hubby picked my pillow her pillow up for her to snuggle under and told her to scoot over to which she replied:

F**k you.

Just as clear as could be. And refused to move. If those are her first words, I guess it’s a good thing we quit having babies 10 years ago.

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1 Comment

  1. OMG I guess that Roxy my jack a bea(beagle jack Russell mix) isn't the only dog that knows that word, Roxy always says it when she goes on car rides to all the bad drivers, shes a bed hog to but usually just growls a little and then cuddles me and gives me kisses

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