Thursday, January 13, 2011

I Have a Nazi Dog

Anyone who has seen pictures of my dog Samson (Sam, for short) has seen an adorable golden retriever, an 80-plus pound toddler running around my house playing in the snow, stealing my undies and generally being too adorable to be mad at. But just the other day we noticed this weird patch of black under his nose. It's sort of like Sam grew a little Charlie Chaplin 'stache without us noticing.

I mean, he's a blond already, and now he's growing an Adolf under that adorable wet nose of his. And he has the Sieg Heil move down pat, he's constantly putting his front paw up on our laps when he wants attention. You know, when whining, crying, barking, and stealing our socks doesn't work.

I think I have a Nazi dog.

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