Whooee! Ol' Spot's a dirty dog after runnin' in the soybean field this mornin'. When I see a dirty dog like that, it always sets my mind t' thinkin' 'bout polyticians an' their backroom wheelin' an' dealin'. Now, I don't mean any disrespect t' ol' Spot but this mornin' when him an' me were traipsin' through the beanfield, it was like he was the polytician an' I was the taxpayin' cityzen.
Ol' Spot put me in mind o' polyticians even before he got hisself all covered in mud. He was out there all fer his own self an' he din't care too much 'bout what I wanted t' do. This mornin' he seen a bunny an' lit off after'm fer a quarter mile or so. I called t' ol' Spot but he wasn't listenin' t' ol' JimBobby anymore'n my remember o' parliment listens t' me. Ol' Spot jest done as he pleased an' come back t' check on me when he felt like it.
Once we was 'bout as far away from home as we usually get, the damn hard, cold rain started t' pelt down. Rain an' dirt an' mud don't make no nevermind t' ol' Spot an' jest like the pore ol' taxpayer, I was gettin' soaked while Spot was havin' fun doin' as he damn well pleased an' gettin' hisself all dirty.
After SpottyBoy got hisself all covered in mud, he started puttin' me in mind o' them dirty AdScampers that Justus Gumper's lookin' at an' also put me in mind o' them backroom mud-tossers I wrote about yesterday. If ol' David Herle was a dog, what sorta breed do you reckon he'd be? Terrie O'Leary'd probbly be an' Irish setter. What about Kinsellerfeller?
Like I sed, I don't wanna show too much disrespect fer well-meanin' dogs o' the canine persuasion by comparin' 'em t' them dirty dogs in polyticks. One good thing is I can put ol' Spot in the bath tub an' get'm cleaned up without me gettin' hurt too bad. Cleanin' up the dirty dogs in Ottywa ain't so easy.