Poor, poor dog!

[BILLY D.]

LABS ARE CON ARTISTS.

MINE CUT HIS LOWER LEG ON A BARBED WIRE FENCE ONCE AND I CLEANED IT UP, BUTTERFLY STITCHED IT, WRAPPED IT AND WHEN WE GOT BACK TO TOWN I TOOK HIM INTO THE VET.

I SYMPATIZED WITH OL' BEAU AND TALKED TO HIM ABOUT HIS OWWIE, ASK HOW HIS PAW WAS AND SOOTHE HIM. THAT HAM WOULD GET THIS REALLY PATHETIC LOOK ON HIS FACE

AND GUESS WHAT, HE STILL DID IT YEARS AFTER THE ACCIDENT. YOU JUST HAVE TO SAY, "HAVE YOU GOT A SORE LEG" AND HIS JOWLS WOULD DROP AND HE'D LIFT HIS SORE LEG AND SIT THERE LOOKING ABSOLUTLY CRUSHED. OF COURSE THEN HE THOUGHT HE WAS WORTHY OF A TREAT.

BY THE WAY, I ALWAYS CARRY A FIELD FIRST AID KIT WHEN I HUNT, NOT JUST FOR THE DOGGIE BUT FOR ME ALSO. MOST OF MY FRIENDS ARE MUCH YOUNGER THAN I, SO IF I HUNT DURING THE WEEK I HAVE TO DO IT ALONE BECAUSE THEY ARE WORKING. POOR SLOBS.

I CARRY A CELL PHONE AND HAVE A VERY "POWERFUL" CB IN MY TRUCK. I DON'T LIKE MY FRIENDS HAVING TO WORRY ABOUT ME.

BACK TO DOGGIE. DON'T MAKE A BIG DEAL OUT OF HIS INJURY, AT LEAST NOT IN FRONT OF HIM. YA MIGHT END UP WITH A HAM LIKE MY DOG WAS. THEY SURE KNOW HOW TO PLAY THE SYMPATHY CARD.