Showing posts with label Austria. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Austria. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Man Who Thinks Like A Dog!

I've written in the past about how us dogs know how to live. Most of us dogs don't work....we get to enjoy life. I've often wondered why the humans are so obsessed with work. In fact, if I were unfortunate enough to be a human, I think I would wear a dog suit. I'd try to get adopted by a human who would feed me so I could nap and avoid work, and I'm a "working breed". I'm sure the other breeds like to work even less than I do. However, today I saw this item on the Internet, and it did give me some hope for the humans. A human in Austria sawed off his foot-evidently to avoid going to work. Finally a human with some sense, I admire his dedication to getting out of work. I don't think I would be willing to cut off a paw to get out of work. Finally, a human who understands that work is not fun and should be avoided-even if you lose a paw. Here is the address for those who want to read more about this story.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/03/26/austrian-saws-off-foot_n_1379639.html?ref=weird-news&icid=maing-grid7%7Cmain5%7Cdl22%7Csec3_lnk3%26pLid%3D146754

Demon Flash Bandit (Work is Not Fun!)

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Fried McRib Sounds Delicious!

I'm ready to take a trip to Austria. I'll have to ask my pal Raja who travels all over the world if a dog needs a passport or not. You might wonder why I want to go to Austria so much so I'll explain. McDonalds in Austria is offering for a limited time a fried McRib sandwich topped with bacon and pepper jack cheese. I would prefer a different cheese, but the rib and bacon sounds like McDonalds has finally gotten intelligent and hired a dog to tell them what to serve. This little bit of heaven probably won't be offered in the United States, and that is probably because the humans are always against good food. Yeah, I know it is silly. I have yet to meet another dog who is worried about calories or diet. We eat what we like, and let me tell you, it is wonderful. The only dogs on diets are put on them by the stupid humans. I think this is silly anyway because some humans have no health problems to keep them from eating the good stuff, and as long as it is an occasional indulgence, I think the humans are okay eating what they like. Some humans never develop the problems that the humans worry about so much no matter what they eat. I say bring on the ribs and bacon. This dog wants to try them without having to go to Austria which is a long way to go for dinner. Fot those who want to see what the sandwich looks like, go to this site:
http://now.msn.com/money/0229-mcribster-austria.aspx

Demon Flash Bandit (Fried McRib Sandwich Sounds Delicious)

Monday, May 9, 2011

Great Blog Creates Great Responsibility

It always makes me feel good to see the importance of my blog on the world around me. Recently I wrote a blog about No Pants Day. Today I saw an article on the Internet about an attorney in Austria who dropped his pants while his client was being questioned. This happened on April 20 in the hamlet of Mayrhoten and was reported in the Tiroler Tageszetung. It is a shame that the attorney was unidentified, because if I knew his name, I could let him know that No Pants Day doesn't happen until May. He must have been so excited over the upcoming No Pants Day that he started celebrating early. It is also heartwarming to see the day spreading around the world. I wrote a blog about financial zombies, and it is now Zombie Month. I can't tell you how it feels to have the ideas of one dog so quickly incorporated into the humans' lives. It also brings with it a very sobering thought. Very much like Spiderman, with great power comes great responsibility. I hope that I can continue writing this blog and make the world a better, possibly even pantless, place. Perhaps one day the humans will read my blogs about evil birds and realize that birds must die.

With the importance of my blog subject in mind, I have carefully chosen my subject for today. That subject is tennis balls. They are cool because they fit in most dogs' mouths, and they feel fuzzy which makes them feel furry like us dogs. They bounce, and they are lots of fun. Okay, you may have guessed, but tennis balls aren't really the important topic of the day. However, they are fun and deserve to be mentioned. The real topic today is that yesterday was Mother's Day, and in keeping with my blog about Mother's Day being a day to give something special to the family dog or dogs, I got my wish. Mommy brought an entire foot long Angus Subway sandwich just for me. It had provolone cheese and it was delicious! This proves that with great responsibility comes great rewards. Had I not written that blog telling the humans what to do for Mother's Day, my humans would have never figured it out for themselves. Humans just don't have that much brain power. I can only hope that other humans read my blog and got great stuff for their dogs thanks to my wisdom. I have to go now so that I can take a nap. This
"great responsibility" stuff makes a dog tired.


Demon Flash Bandit (With Great Blog Comes Great Responsibility)

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Digging for Treasure

I wonder how many of my readers saw the story about the man in Vienna, Austria who found buried treasure when he was digging in the back yard. How many times have I heard the humans complain about their dogs digging in the yard? Don't they realize the dog is just searching for buried treasure. We know that there are lots of interesting items just waiting to be discovered. In the case of the story from Austria, their department in charge of national antiquities is evaluating the find. From what I read, the items were about 650 years old, and consist of rings, brooches, ornate belt buckles, etc. Of course, I'm sure if the man has a dog, the dog was highly disappointed with that treasure. To a dog, that is not a treasure. When a dog digs for treasure, he is looking for good stuff like bones, sticks, and other interesting objects. The humans are so easy to please. If they find a shiny item, they are so happy. My theory is that most often it is their dog who finds the buried treasure, but then lets the human have it because the dog knows it has no use. You can't enjoy chewing on a gold ring so what is the point of having it? For the humans reading this, next time your dog is digging a hole in the yard, thank the dog for doing so. Who knows? He just might dig up a "treasure" that you will love even though he knows it is useless.

Demon Flash Bandit (Dogs Dig for Useful Things)