William went shopping today, and Mommy told him to bring us hamburgers for dinner which he did. I love having Mommy watch out for me. They were delicious. However, it did remind me that I have applied for a job at Burger King. I know it doesn't pay enough, but it is dog's work yet they won't hire dogs to work there. I am hoping my Harvard educated dog pal, Whitley, will represent my discrimination suit in court. I am sure she will be glad to help me if she isn't busy with the Confederate battle flag on Texas license plates case. If I were the judge, that would be a no brainer. History is history. I don't like humans who take part in dog fighting, but it goes on. If you bury your head in the sand to forget, it still happens. I think remembering the mistakes of history keeps the humans from repeating those mistakes.
Demon Flash Bandit ( Dog Who Isn't Working at BK)