IT'S THE EYES

Have any of you bothered to look into my eyes? I have very nice eyes. They are brown and gentle, and when you look into them, you will know peace. And you will hand over your damn bacon, because that’s what my eyes are telling you.

Also, don’t stare at me. I’m a dog. When you stare at a dog we take it as a sign of aggression. Of course, I am not aggressive. At all. So when you stare at me, I will probably walk off. And if I walk off, then you won’t be able to feed me any of your bacon…um, actually, let’s call it “our bacon”, shall we? Because that’s what it is.

 

You say you paid for it? So? What does that even mean? You waved your hand over a beeping chew-toy, it beeped, and you got bacon in return. Sounds to me like you got bacon for a beep.

 

Here’s the deal: Either you show me how this beep-for-bacon caper works, or you hand over our bacon. You know you want to. Look into my eyes…

Location: 8679 Putty Rd, Putty NSW 2330, Australia

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