Just what my dog needs

Thank God someone finally did something to eliminate the terrible self-esteem issue Sampson apparently has had for most of his life. He doesn’t remember that I just told him not to eat the sandwich I left on the counter, but apparently he still can’t get over a procedure he slept through 3 and a half years ago. Odd how an animal’s mind works.

Thank God someone did something to “aid with the trauma” of being neutered, and being saved countless hours of sexual restlessness, possibly being hit by a car while roaming the streets looking for love and, most importantly, having to work multiple jobs to support all those pups. I can’t even get him to get one job …