April 21, 2006
GOING ON A BENDER
Another neighbor moved out of the Salad 'hood this week. We chase them away in a semi-annual cycle, it seems.
Anyway, their moving crew showed up. There were four crew members and a foreman.
And Bender the 20-pound Chihuahua.
Bender was quite the specimen.
His owner, the foreman who feels a need to wear his phone like an earring so he's never out of touch with the outside world, takes him everywhere he goes. The dog is only 8 years old.
You get a better sense of Bender's girth from the side.
"One week, he gained two pounds,'' the foreman said.
There was real pride in his voice.
This wasn't a Chihuahua. This was a walking ottoman.
Okay, a very sleeeepy ottoman.
I get this look after Thanksgiving dinner when someone scratches me on the neck. Doesn't happen real often.
Sing along with me now:
Low rider drives a little slower...
Low rider is a real goer...
Take a little trip,
Take a little trip,
Take a little trip and see....
Bender eventually got bored and assumed his usual duty (heh, I said doody) supervising the moving crew.
There really wasn't a great elevation change between Standing Bender and Laying Down Bender.
He also sort of mushed when he hit the concrete.
Reminded me of...
The dimply horse in the Bugs Bunny cartoon "What's Opera Doc."
This was one fat dog.
Whew! Makes my 11 pound chihuahua look petite.