Thursday night is always bath night for Rowdy and tonight was no different. Usually I talk to him in a pleasant tone of voice constantly as I'm bathing him. Tonight I did something different. As I've said in a previous posting, before I took Rowdy to be my dog, my parents had him as he was a stray that showed up on their farm. I used to call him my 'hot dog' whenever I went over to visit. Well on the radio on the comedy channel, I heard this song that I had stuck in my head, about what ingredients are in a hot dog.
The chorus line in the song says, What's in my hot dog? What's in my hot dog? What's in my hot dog? I'd really like to know! So that's what I was singing to Rowdy while he was getting his bath tonight.
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