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Saturday, April 16, 2011

Saturdays With Sir Poops-A-Lot, N is for Neighborhood Nazi

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Sir Poops-A-Lot

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                Hair Ball

SPAL: Boy, is mummsy mad right now. This morning she was cornered by the woman in the hoodie. I thought Hair Ball was going to eat her ankles.

HB: I should’ve. Bad Neighborhood Nazi. Thinking mummsy doesn’t pick up our poops. ( gives a low growling wolf)

SPAL: Calm down. Okay. Daddy-o’s sleeping. And, I’m trying to get this blog done.

HB: I’m upset they blame us for that ugly albino Doberman’s poop who thinks he’s so big and tough.

SPAL: If you didn’t notice, dumb-dumb, he’s a giant. Wonder if the Neighborhood Nazi’s even notice? And then there’s the Black Lab and the Pit Bull twins.                 

HB: Yeah! Torpedo poopers.

SPAL: Yeah! Their poops litter the sidewalks.

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SPAL: There are signs everywhere. Can’t these other dogs read? Like me?

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HB: Well, not every dog’s a pansy like you.       

SPAL: I’d rather be a pansy than a hair ball….and stop interrupting. I thought we were having a conversation about those Neighborhood Nazi’s. And, I’ve got to finish my blog for today.

HB: Yeah. Mummsy made that name up. (giggles) Neighborhood Nazis.

SPAL: Yes, she did. She says there’s three of them that she sees daily. Walking around with their pads and pencils. They even dig through garbage.

HB: Mummsy says that’s bad. We get in trouble for that.

SPAL: I know…anyway, she says we live in a mini luxury internment camp with spies. And, there’s one way in and one way out.

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HB: What does that mean?

SPAL: I think we live in some kind of prison.

HB: Oh.

SPAL: I heard mummsy telling daddy-o that the Neighborhood Nazis may come take our DNA.

HB: What’s that?

SPAL: Not real sure…but mummsy says that the Neighborhood Nazis might come  swab our bum holes. Maybe even our mouths. It would be a way of determining who’s leaving poop on the sidewalks.

HB: I’ll bite ‘em. I’ll beat ‘em up. They’re not touching me. I don’t like them mean ole Neighborhood Nazis. (he barks and growls)

SPAL: Shhh! You’re going to wake up daddy-o.

HB: Well, what are we going to do about those Neighborhood Nazis taking our DNA? How are we going to stop them?

SPAL: Use the upstairs bathroom.

16 comments:

  1. What a fun post, SPAL. Beware though those Nazis may keep a German Shepherd dog to track you down.

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  2. Nothing like a conversation with the pooch about your neighborhood Nazis.

    Fun post, Shelly!

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  3. This is Newton...the one that likes to sit on my mom's computer...OMG! SPAL and HB...you two should do this more often!!! I mean, blogging...not pooping on the sidewalk...

    BTW, I'm sure your Mummsy and Daddy-o would appreciate you two using the bathroom...I know I would if I had to pick up my pets doo-doo...but, thankfully, Dodgey and I use a litter box...of course, it would be nice if my mom or dad would clean it out more often...

    Great blog, guys...

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  5. Sir Poops-A-Lot. LOL. Too funny!

    Loved this post and glad to have met you through A to Z.

    Ellie Garratt

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  6. SPAL, Hairball, you might have to hire a Shih Tsu to take the rap. They're good at that.

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  7. Dear Mr. Bob: Thank you for stopping by. Oh, the German Sheperd lives one cul de sac over. He's mean. I stay away from but Hair Ball's not that smart.

    Dear Ms. Lorelie: Thank you.

    Dear Newton: Hair Ball always interupts important moments. He's an attention whore, you know.

    Dear Ms. Eve: I prefer the couch inside but Hair Ball likes rooting in the dirt. And, daddy-o says we're not moving. Guess that means no backyard.

    Dear Ms. Ellie: Thank you for stopping by. Mummsy will check out your blog later.

    Sir Wills: There's one across the street but she's crazy-like. She ounces up and down like a basketball.

    Sir Poops-A-Lot

    Me, too but my names not Hair Ball. That's what the pansey calls me.

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  8. I have a pooper too...ha ha h a, funny post :)

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  9. I see you have hit-and-run poopers in the neighborhood.

    I love critter blogs....

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  10. Dear Siv: Thank you for stopping by.

    Dear Ms. Norma: Glad to see you.

    Very truly yours,
    Sir Poops-A-Lot

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  11. Hey Shelly ~~ cute post !! It's a dogs life , for sure ...

    ~MICHELLE~
    http://writer-in-transit.co.za/category/other/rambles-rants-and-raves/

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  12. Dear Mish, Jolene, and Ms. Langley:

    Thank you for stopping by and sharing in on the laughs.

    Shelly and Sir Poops-A-Lot

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  13. loved this post. It made me chuckle.

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  14. Dear Lynda: Thank you for stopping by.

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