Not sure what brought this to mind, but it cracks me up, and I figured since you're all pretty twisted, you'd enjoy it, too.
Years ago, when I worked at the local community college, there was a blind student and her guide dog who HATED each other.
The girl was always yelling at the dog. Well, not really yelling, but hissing at it under her breath that it was stupid, and a screw-up.
The reason I knew their feelings were mutual was that whenever the dog would take her around a corner, he'd shave it so close that she'd slam into the wall. And when she was half-way through a door, he'd jog to the side, so that she would run into the doorframe.
So she'd hiss at the dog some more, and it would stand there and patiently take the abuse.
And then, the next time he got the chance, he'd walk her into something else.
Consider it a trade-off for Wednesday's post....