“Hands Up, Don’t Shoot!”

More Than Just George Orwell’s Furry Friends
So who thought it would be cute to breed a cat without hair?

I love that quote from General Tso.
It had to happen. Amazon’s ‘Drone Delivery’ is going to the dogs. UPS, Amazon’s prime delivery partner (no pun intended) is excited about the concept too. Currently in the middle of intense contract negotiations with the Teamsters, UPS Management is convinced that they can secure some tasty concessions by throwing a bone or two to the Delivery Dogs. The Delivery Dogs, we hear, are holding fast for a boost in their “Prime Cuts” ration of at least 15% and an additional paid daily hydrant break.
“You can call me Stilts, or you can call me Wilt, or you can call me Legs or you can call me Pegs, or you can call me WiltStilts, or you can call me PegLegs, or you can call me WS, or you can call me PL …but ya doesn’t hafta call me Johnson.”

Rover’s got himself stuck in a Ovis Aries quagmire, for sure. Could that be called “stuck between a rock and hind place?” Bada Boom!
Here’s the Bada Boom! in case you didn’t open it. A triple facepalm by the Three Stooges is just too good to waste.