Monday, March 9, 2015

Spunky's siblings

(Hey, what's up, dogs?  

According to his last comment, Little Fox is about to die of curiosity, so today we're continuing the saga of Spunky's siblings. And yes, Little Fox, the purpose of the electrical cord will finally be revealed.

Previously on Droop's Scoop...)

"Um," Spunky said.  "Well, maybe you can at least introduce yourselves?  That way, we won't have to call you 'Left Dog' or 'Middle Dog'?"

"That's a great idea," said Left Dog.  "I'll go first.  I'm Sparky.  I'm an electrician."

"And I'm Spooky," said Middle Dog.  "I'm a paranormal investigator."


Right Dog remained silent.

"And what's your name?" Spunky asked.  "Spikey?  Or maybe Sporky?"


"Nah, this is Bill," said Sparky.   

"He doesn't talk much," said Spooky.

"I can see that," said Spunky.

Bill remained silent.

"Okay, bros," Spooky said.  "Spunky looks tired.  We should head back to the hotel and let him rest.  It's been a very eventful day for him."

"I agree," Sparky said.  "It was so good to see you again, Spunky!  We'll be in touch, okay?"

Bill just nodded. 

"Uh...yeah...okay," Spunky agreed.

 And with that, they left.

...Which brings us back to the present:  Spunky's nervous breakdown.

"I can't believe it!" he wailed.  "Why didn't anyone ever tell me?  All this time I thought I was an only dog!"

Poor Spunky.  This has been quite a shock to his system.  I wonder if he needs some professional help to get through this psychological trauma.  Maybe the Dog Whisperer or....or...


...Aha!  I know exactly who can help him.  I'm going to call and make an appointment right now.  Stay tuned!

Till next time!


  1. Are you going to call....Dr. Phil? No wait, better call Ghostbusters.

    Finding out about his new brothers is quite taxing, and now that he has had this nervous breakdown I feel bad for all of those little jokes I made over the last two months.

    1. I know what you mean, LF. Yes, Dr. Phil might be a good choice, but I don't know if he works with dogs. I have someone specific in mind...stay tuned to find out...

    2. Is there a Dog Whisperer out there who could help?

  2. Oh, poor Spunky!! It must be like looking in a mirror and seeing three of You instead of only One. Somebody needs to cook him a nice spread of bacon.

    1. Yes...imagine if you suddenly found out you were a triplet...or a quadruplet...or a quintuplet. Quite the identity crisis! I hope the person i'm thinking of can help him...

    2. My roommates need one more light fixture replaced, can Sparky come over and help? I will pay for first class travel for him (first class postage that is).