
These stories shouldn't be as funny as they are, but they make me laugh a lot. It's probably my cold and heartless nature.
In another country, far from here, there are a lot of little dogs. Personally, I think little dogs fall into two categories--really cute, or hideous. Chihuahuas, I think, are horrid yappy little dogs. When I heard this story, I pictured a chihuahua, you may picture any small dog of your choosing. One family apparently had a particularly yappy annoying little dog. Well, one day, while out on a walk with this dog, a large bird of prey swooped down and carried the dog off to regions unknown...
...little dog 1 gone.
The same family gets another little dog...in my mind, this dog becomes chihuahua number 2. One day, the family is opening the freezer, and little dog is underfoot. A killer frozen chicken of death falls out of the freezer, lands on the little dog, and kills it.
No more little dog 2.
Moral of the stories--if you've got a small dog, keep it inside and away from the fridge, or just buy yourself a bigger dog.