hastwothumbs

I spent the fourth of July watching a Twilight Zone marathon and eating Cocoa Puffs by myself.
Is there anything more punk rock than that? I think not.

There's a group of dogs boarding at the animal hospital I work at. It's not unusual for dogs to board there, but this particular situation is a little different than most. This "family" consists of three dachshunds and a miniature doberman pinscher. They all share a large cage because they're tiny.

Yesterday a coworker and I were discussing them. The following conversation is further proof that I'm a dork:

Her: "That is the nicest mini doberman I've ever seen."
Me: "Really?"
Her: "Yeah, usually they're pretty agressive."
Me: "I guess being around those weiner dogs all it's life settled it down."
Her: "Probably. Sometimes dogs take on habits of other breeds. Maybe it thinks it's a weiner dog."
Me: "You know what that would make it, right?"
Her: "What?"
Me: "A weiner-pinscher."

I'm so going to get fired for sexual harassment over that one.