Dennis: “Hello there! My name is Dennis the human person and I am here with my guinea pig/St. Bernard mix, which is my human person pet.”
Mouse: “Mr. Nibbles, why are you going along with this when you know it’s going to be a fiasco?”
Mr. Nibbles: “It’s part of a project to help Mr. Dennis get over his fear of strange dogs.”
Dennis: “Just because you never heard of a guinea pig/St. Bernard mix, that doesn’t make it ‘not a thing’.”
Mouse: “I see. Well, while I agree that when wearing that mask you qualify as ‘a strange dog’, the project you think you’re working on is just as doomed to failure as the project you’re actually working on, which is another one of Dennis’s cockamamie schemes.”
Mr. Nibbles: “Please, friend mouse, Mr. Dennis deserves a little more credit than you’re giving him.”
Dennis: “You can call him ‘a genetic impossibility’ if you want. I call him ‘Mr. Woofles’. Now, are you going to sell me a poetic license or not?”
Mouse: “Actually I’ve got his credit report right here. The only way he could have less credit would be if it allowed negative numbers.”
But then …
Dennis: “Well what kind of licenses do you sell?”
Man: “Is this dog with you? We caught him raiding the catnip supply.”
Spicoli: “Nobody likes a narc, dude.”
Meanwhile …
Chaplin: “I once had a very nice fez. \ ‘Can I borrow it?’ the vizsla says. \ So I give him my headgear. \ ‘I’ll return it, never fear!’ \ Now I don’t know where dog or hat is.”
Charlee: “It wasn’t that nice of a fez. It was much too big for you.”
Chaplin: “I’ll grow into it.”
Vermin: “HISSS! It sure is nice and quiet here when it’s just us cats, isn’t it? Look, I have a hat too. Now we can all be cats in hats!”
Charlee: “Possum in a hat \ that it got from a Dumpster \ is still not a cat.”
The Oceanside Animals 
He is in trouble, again, the dog, a german, is there with catnip. The vizsla has a possibility, but that stoned dog is too much, I suppose.
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LOL LOL 🙂 ❤
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Sell the young “man” a poetic license! And throw in one for his pig/dog mix. Sheesh. Picky. Picky. Picky.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
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The kitties have great poems. I really hope Dennis gets his poetic license soon….those people ask too many questions.
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I think that’s a darn good counter argument!
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LOL! 😂
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Charlee and Chaplin definitely should have a poetic license
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We don’t think you’re ever gonna get that poetic license (mom laughed at the narc line)!
Your Pals,
Murphy & Stanley
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Oh Dennis….we sure hope you don’t end up back in jail!
xoxo
Jakey & Arty
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Well, let’s hope Dennis doesn’t have to buy a dog license for his guinea pig/St Bernard pet.
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yer livn larg
in that wonderfool
sope opra 🙂
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Poor Denise, still trying to get the poetic license. Keeping trying.
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BOL! OMD, Dennis, I sure hopes you are able to gets yourself a poetic license from that place, butts I would keep an eye on Spicoll….I heard that doggies eatin’ that catnip pharts glitter! I don’t knows if it’s true, butts I wouldn’t take the chance…
Kisses,
Ruby ♥
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Please give Mr. Dennis his poetic license. Charlie and Chaplin just took their poetic license. 😉
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A poetic licence???? Oh my, fink of all the funs you could have with that Denis!!!1
Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx
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What pretty pussycats, the hats are most becoming. Oh, let me know where you find your poetic licence, I need one too, hee heee hee
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HA! Snorts with piggy laughter. Hilarious dear friends. I think I need a hat of some sort – HA! XOXO – Bacon
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OMD! BOL! Mr. Woofles! *ear licks*
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Stopped by, and saw a dog and the word destruction. Couldn’t resist. Funny!
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