Favorite People

I'm really glad I came to Chicago. I've met lots of nice people here. Wolfman and nice lady have been great to me, but I also like their friends. My favorite is upstairs lady. Upstairs lady always gives me lots of treats. She'd be practically be like a grandma if she weren't so young. Light-haired man is also nice to me, but I don't see him very often.

I also like all the jewy wolfmen who come over. I'm not sure why, but there's just something irresistible about their atavistic hirsutism. When I see them, I just feel a sense of longing which I can only sate by running my tongue all over their faces and gently nibbling on them.

I have a lot of fun when I see the hairless jew puppies. We sometimes play a game where they pretend to be in charge. I've never seen anything so funny. Sometimes they get too involved in the game, though, so I have to show them who's really in charge.

My older brother is a little scary. The first time we met, he was annoyed that I was taking up his space, and he still chases me around sometimes. I know he loves me though, and I love him too. Sometimes, when he's not looking, I steal his water. Thank God he can't read, because if he found out, I'd be done for.

There is one person I truly can't stand.  He rejects the natural complementarity between man and dog.  I am most worried that his sweet voice and seductive lies will corrupt the young dogs of this neighborhood. I do my best to talk with those who are struggling, but I cannot be everywhere. I just wish I had some way of communicating with the humans and letting them know of this threat. Skydog preserve us.