I'm more of a cat person than I am a dog person, but I admit a great fondness for Declan, our old, rescued, blind-in-one-eye, gapped-tooth, moves-even-more-slowly-than-I-do dog.
Even BD (Before Declan), I could not tolerate anyone being cruel to a dog, those persons being lower than the pus in a pimple on the penis of a protozoa in Patagonia.
Speaking of cruely to dogs (or, at least, to their egos), I present The Killer Shrews.
And shame on you director Ray Kellogg, screenwriter Jay Simms, and James Best, Ken Curtis, Ingrid Goude, and the rest of the cast. I have it on good authority that dogs throughout America hung their heads in shame after the 1959 release of this turkey.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GVsddgwHi40
Dogs can naturally look fierce, and even in ragged masks dogs can look spooky fierce. But then there's everything else about the film.
ReplyDeleteNot all dogs, Todd. Mine just looks dumb. Lovable, but dumb.
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