Mine, Mine, all Mine!


Yeah, this is thought to be my dad’s car, one of them, but the other day I claimed it, so now it is mine. I have always wanted a Volkwagen TDI Jetta Sportwagen. You see being of the canine persuasian I get to claim things and then they become mine. I am not sure if that is capitalist because I can just make a grab and take it, or if it is communist, because I can re-distribute what someone else has earned and now take it?

How do I go about claiming it you ask?  …I just went out and pee’d on it….so now it is mine! (sorry no photos of me peeing on my dad’s car, this is supposed to be a family blog).

He was a little “pissed” at me, (sorry for the pun). We left the house to go on our usual walk, typically I would mark the corner of the lawn. However I passed that and when my dad was looking somewhere else I just lifted my leg and ….by the time he turned and saw me, (wondering why I stopped), I had claimed the back bumper. Hey it is no different than an old time explorer sticking his countries flag into someone elses land and claiming it for the crown. We have all seen that astronaught guy stick a flag on the moon…I put my marker on dad’s car and now it is mine! tough luck, …………now where are the keys? Only kidding I don’t want to drive it myself. I will still use dad as my chaffeur.

Ok, gotta go….wind in the hair, nose, ears, snout wheeeee….

Life Lesson: If you are going to pee on a car and claim it, don’t pee on the station wagon, pee on the convertible or the Maserati! …..however than you may not live to see your next ride.