She’s a brown bitch, he’s a black dog.
Black: Hey, hear that? Visitors.
Brown. I love visitors. They usually make a big fuss.
Black. All except that woman from next door who is supposed to be hallergik
Brown. What’s hallergik.
Black. Some thing bigger than a hasmallik.
Brown. No, hang on, it’s kids. Yeah, definitely kids. I can smell Happy meal and sweat.
Black: Okay. You know the drill. W.L.N: Wag tail, lick arms and nose in crutch.
Brown: Do you think they really like us doing that?
Black. Nose in crutch? No, but it gets a giggle usually.
brown. And i’s a great buzz. Better than smelling salts. Especially auntie Audrey.
Black: She can’t help it. Just don’t make her laugh too much, that’s all. Don’t want to see that mop again.
Brown: You’re disgusting.
Black. Just keeping it real. Ready? W.L.N. Geronimo…