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You Know What Really Bugs Me?
Maizie here. I know, I know, I shouldn’t be complaining. I mean, I do have it all going for me. I am gorgeous, athletic, blonde and I was born into an American household. But you know what? I am only canine and there are a few things that bug me. Birds, all birds but especially crows that fly away just before I get to them bug me. Greedy realtors and mean people bug me. I am bugged by the expression, “Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.” I am particularly put off by people who have no time to play with me, pet me or feed me treats. Any kind of fence bugs me. Being told to, “Settle down” bugs me. But the supreme capper of all of these irritants is when I am on a walk and pass by some people going the other way and I hear them sing, like they think they are being real clever and original, “There ain’t no bugs on me.” Now that really bugs me.
