If I don’t keep an eye on her, Mrs. Wigglebottom exhibits alarming libertarian tendencies.
“Why can’t I run around naked if I want? My body; my choice.”
“Why are we stopping at this traffic light? Go, damn it, I want to get to the park and traffic laws are clearly for wussies.”
“Hey, you, other dog there on the side of the road. Yeah, you! If I had a gun, I might shoot you. What do you think of that?”
“You know, when the zombie apocalypse comes, we’re going to need a source of heat. Let’s bring this log home.”
As one might imagine, after trying to carry it in her mouth half a block, she decided that breaking it up into smaller pieces might make transporting it easier.
Update on Friday, January 26, 2007 at 07:47AM
One might wonder why there were three slightly burnt logs on the side of the road. I can only assume they’re the detritus from some kind of hobo party.
Tiny Cat Pants 
That’s one smart dog.
If she had thumbs, I’d be in real trouble.
Hmmmm… we probably best not get her and my young’ns together. There might be a revolution, and I’m not sure you and I wouldn’t get the short end of the stick on that note. They’d definitely be up for the gun threat and zombie apocalypse thing.