ROTFL, Jenn. Reminds me of the time when I was sitting on the living room floor in front of a mirror drying my hair when our GSD, Saxon, spotted a huge spider on the wall not far away.

He got up on the sofa, calmly reached over, picked it up, leaned over, and dropped it straight into my lap.

Cue one shrieking arachnophobe, leaping around the room with a puzzled GSD going, "What? What?! What did I do?! goofy

Homer is great at hunting spiders and other crawlies, but he long ago realised they don't taste so good, so these days he just kinds of points them out then steps back and gives me a "Well? Aren't you going to take care of this?" look. :rollseyes:

LabRat smile


Athos: If you'd told us what you were doing, we might have been able to plan this properly.
Aramis: Yes, sorry.
Athos: No, no, by all means, let's keep things suicidal.

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