Sparky got pretty salty when I told him that the truck is gone. He really likes car rides, and he thought they were over.

I let him rant for a little while before telling him about the new truck.  You should have seen his face, I really had him going. 

Oh, here’s his face.

Sparky is a good sport, he thought my little prank was awesome.  I told him all about the new truck.  He was really interested in how it speeds up and slows down by itself, and stays in it’s lane.

Sparky raised his right hand, and swore to God that he has his drivers license.  If the truck speeds up and slows down by itself and he doesn’t have to steer very much, he can get rotisserie chicken whenever we want.

Sparky made a good case.  I was almost persuaded, but hold on, do dogs have a god?  It’s probably a raccoon made of peanut butter with a tail that always grows back.

“Sure we do.  He’s called Anubis, the god of the underworld.  Tell me the color of the truck again?”

The color is called ‘underground’.

“That’s a pretty big coincidence, don’t you think?  Here’s a picture of Anubis.”

That looks like a cartoon version of you dressed as an Egyptian.

“Yeah it is.  This was going to be my Halloween costume, but I don’t know how to make cartoons.”

Well Sparkanubis, you can’t go trick-or-treating anyway since dogs aren’t supposed to eat chocolate.  How about we look for some treats in the snack pit?