Hous yur daug doin?
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Preface - There is an older gentleman in the office that has a German short haired pointer. Amber is the same bossy age as Mugsy. This gentleman is also German, like his dog; except his dog is from Ohio. He was recently in a nearly head-on car collision that left him banged up. Today was his first day back to the office.
As I passed by him in the office I asked, "How is your dog doing?
He turned to me weaving slightly and replied, "Good. I take da painkillers."
His pupils were the size of pinheads. He continued, "You know da hospital dey only give you 20 pills, but da kids dey, you know have deir own supply dat I'll probably empty out."
He ever so slightly swayed to and fro, finishing with, "Odervise it hurts to breade."
Epilogue - Whether he really thought I asked him how
he was doing I'll never know. But if Amber is really like Mugsy then taking drugs might make it easier to hang out with her.
Come to think of it I'd rather give Mugsy some drugs to help slide him a little lower down on the bossy scale.*
*Eym mosly jus kidn.