A stupid post....

This is Marla with Andy, the first dog she ever encountered. I won't get into what Andy used to do (all over the house...), but what came from living with Andy was that despite Marla being upset and hitting dogs, she never cursed.

Instead, she used the word "stupid," which she pronounced (and spelled) "stoopit." How this came about was that someone asked Marla what she thought about Andy.

"Well, he's a bit on the stoopit side...."

"Marla!"

"Well, he is," she said, and Marla was right. I often said Marla had only eight lives, because she gave one to Andy he was so stupid.

It got to the point where one would think Marla would start cursing, only to be cut off:

"What a stoopit way for the stoopit store to...."

"Marla!"

Or it would end with an unintelligible "Mrrph mrrph mrrph ratzenkatzen stoopit mrrph mrrph mrrph."

Andy was where Marla got into whacking dogs. The two got into a fight, and Andy's owner naturally grabbed the dog. Marla was like, "Oh, good. You hold him, Marla hit him." WHAM!

But can you blame Marla? She was minding her own business, probably licking her chops or wondering she left her magazine she was reading in the litter box, when all of a sudden:

"Look out Marla, I got no brakes!" ---> That from Andy, running full tilt across the floor.

"Huh?!" WHAM! a tumble of dog and cat, some growling, and when it all ended, Andy was on top of Marla.

"Thanks, Marla! You saved my life!"

To the sound of tweeting birds above her head, Marla replied, "No problem. Say, sport, would you mind giving Marla a paw?"

And Marla wasn't always mean. Andy always had to be in a cage overnight (again, don't ask...) and Marla thought he looked sad and bored. When Andy's owner saw him the next day, Andy had a picture book of cats in front of him. I said Marla did that to help Andy out.