This is my girlfriend’s dog. Did you ever see anything more pathetic in your life? Why anyone would wish to share their house with such a puny relic of vanquished nature is beyond me. And yet, like all dogs, this wimpish creature, this degenerate progeny, is descended from the Grey Wolf. It was probably once a leopard, roaming the steppes in mighty herds, tearing prey with its sharp fangs. And now look at it! If it were locked in a fight to the death with a badger, my money would be on the badger.
From Grey Wolf to Gay Wolf in ten thousand generations.
When she goes out in a minute I’m going to tip cold tea on its head, to toughen it up a bit. This way it learns the value of things, and not just the price.
