Friday, September 16th, 2005 | Link

Hey Blog Dawgs, today’s post is about the other Dog in my life. And I’m not talkin’ about my boy Rex, the wonder pet, either! Turns out when I let Rex lick the stamp on the return mail to the online cloning company, they used his doggy spittle as a DNA sample thinking it was mine…so my clone is now 95% me, and 5% mutt. And every time my canine-infected clone wigs out and chases a car, or fetches a stick, or chews up my homework (okay that only happened once – and I asked him to do it), it’s my reputation that takes a hit.

Seriously, try explaining that to your friends. I just hope he never gets sick, ‘cause I won’t know whether to take him to a Doctor or a Vet! Then again, he may be better off with a vet, ‘cause old Doc Wilson, our decrepitly ancient family doctor, can’t even remember my name, let alone where my major organs are located.

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