knock knock.
hi i'm arbirtrary aardvark
i fight crime. i'm not very good at it.
crime usually wins.
the dog's name was tomorrow.
his owner's name was mighty.
her name was michelle.
the drug they used is called katie.
michelle was my secretary.
she was living in a tent in my back yard when i found out she used to be a nurse.
so i got her a trailer/office and when it got cold i moved her into my basement.
i used to be a lawyer. i might be getting disbarred.
she was no good as a secretary, but she was fun and cute so i kept her around, but she was lying to me about being on drugs, and she was stealing from me. cars. cash. drugs. my passport.
so i kicked her out. then she got in an accident and was in the hospital. then she got kidnapped and was a missing person for a month, and now she's mad at me over email, and my life is calming down.
i've been in a stoned stupor for most of this.
mighty hit michelle 5 times so i got involved and mighty hit me twice. now he's in jail.
so it turns out tomorrow has never been to the vet, because mighty's a bum, a broke ass fella.
and i have a car, but no phone, so michelle calls and makes the vet appointment for sunday at 5:45.
so all we have to do is get me and michelle and mighty and tomorrow in the car before 5:45, right, easy?
so at 5 15 i'm ready but michelle says oh they called and rescheduled for monday.
so at 6 they call an say hey where you guys, and michelle says i thought you moved it to tomorrow?
the vet pauses a moment and says, the dog's name is tomorrow.
so that's the story of how we never got to the vet.