The Grubby Little Animal

By John L. Malone

“I’ve got to keep picking up after the grubby little animal,” she said.

“Grubby little animal? Max? Isn’t he out of his puppy stage ?”

“No, your friend, Raymond. Impossible to live with. He’s not even house trained.”

“Come on. Everybody loves Raymond.”

“Good. You can put him up then. You’re on your own now, Ray tells me. Your wife left.”

“Hang on. I love the guy but I couldn’t stand living with him.”

“He’s on his way. I kicked him out.” And she hung up.

Just then there’s a knock at the door.

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