Um.
Get the…
Get the. Uhhh.
Would you Just Get the Boing Boing Newsletter Already?
Wait, no. I meant…BOB WILL YOU PUT THAT PAPER BACK PLEASE.
That dating scene should be note worthy, indeed.
These pups are adorbs! 
Rock on, pup buddies! Do that pup business that you do!
I’m really pretty open-minded and for the most part I figure if nobody is getting hurt leave them alone…But if I find some dog/guy pissing on my car tires I just might go trump on them.
I guess all the “Dalmatians” are black-spotted because people tend to confuse the liver-spotted ones with German Shorthaired Pointers. Or are just surprised to learn there are liver-spotted Dals because they’ve only seen the film versions of 101 Dalmatians.
Huh. Days since something mildly surprised me on the internet: 298 0
Sure, it seems cute, but it’s not so adorable once Greg insists that since he’s a dog he doesn’t have to pay his share of the rent.
AND STOP DIGGING THROUGH THE CATBOX, GREG! My girlfriend poops in there!
With a smile and renewed appreciation for the old J. B. S. Haldane quote: “the Universe is not only queerer than we suppose, but queerer than we can suppose.”
Also, a “thank you for making my world more colorful!” would undoubtedly be welcomed by the pups.
Pre-cisely!
Sometimes a picture is worth more than a thousand words:
Large breeds often only go into heat once every 12 months, so be sure to make the best of it!
I imagine this is a subgenre of the BSDM pet play thing. Only they seem to be taking it out of the bedroom and into the real world.
My dog just sleeps and eats … which is pretty much all I’d do if I were castrated and held captive.
I wonder how long that relationship feels in dog years.
Just a hunch … there’s another group who live like fire hydrants
