“No need to thank me, citizen,” declared the mysterious stranger. “For wherever there’s injustice, I’ll be there. When good dogs struggle to climb stairs or run on their stubby little legs, that’s where you’ll find… The Caped Corgi!”
Since today is Tongue-out Tuesday, here’s a put-upon pup offering a succinct opinion on a full-body winter snowsuit:
“So that’s two Hoppy Meals, one large carrot sticks, a twelve-piece Timothy McNuggets, and an apple juice. Anything else?”
(Hmm… do I feel like having a half-caff latte with the hazelnut oat milk? Maybe the cinnamon chai tea with artisanal honey? Or just a basic black coffee to make a statement?)
