Last night Sasha brought me a favorite ball to throw over the family room couch. Andrew was sitting on the couch doing his homework and tried to block my throw with one of his school binders. Thus developed a new game. I got a point for every throw Sasha caught and he got a point for every shot he deflected. Soon the ball was slimed. I moaned about the "slime dog," and then in a rare moment of inspiration quipped, "Slimedog millionhair!" Steve about lost it and almost immediately came back to his lair to photoshop this. You know what they say about small minds being easily amused. What can I say? He's a genius. Hope this brightens your weekend! No weasels were harmed during the filming of this Oscar-winning performance (but lots of hairballs were created).
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this is hysterical...my final answer would have to be "slime trail!"
cartouche, dogs go well with everything, don't they?
dcv, yeah, Steve should go pro. I think he's likely to pursue graphics for a favorite non-profit during his retirement. Think I better go throw the ball for the weasel.
songweasel, I hesitate to say that I understand you being a weasel (your avatar notwithstanding), but what does being a talented cartoonist have to do with singing? It's the "song" part of your name that's troubling me. To read an explanation of how our Sasha became "The Weasel" see here: http://open.salon.com/blog/dogwoman/2008/09/20/meet_the_weasel