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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from Dilgal]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[I envy your having a snuggly dog, even if you do get the *ss end.  My dogs seem to be missing the snuggle gene.  They'll tolerate being next to me as long as I'm tickling them somewhere they approve of.  The second the tickling stops, they're squirming to escape.  Even at night, it's hard to keep them close.  If they sense that I'm touching one of their millions of hairs, it's like a &quot;Princess and the Pea&quot; syndrome - they'll wake up and jump off the bed.  But it's a funny coincidence that I had a similar scare already this year.  My dogs are nearly 11 and are going deaf.  Even so, they usually start waking up before my alarm goes off and are vigilent for any sign I'm getting up to feed them.  Saturday morning, I woke up and was only greeted by one dog instead of 2.  Jordan, who is usually on the pillow next to me, wasn't on the bed.  I looked around and couldn't find her until I leaned over the far side of the bed and found her on the floor with her head under the bed.  I reached down and shook her butt a couple times, but got no response.  Then I began shaking her mid-section more vigorously, but still got no reaction.  At this point, I was sure she had died in her sleep.  I got up and turned on the light and walked around to her.  I grabbed her by the waist and dragged her head from under the bed, at which point she slowly raised her head and looked at me, then jumped up and ran to the door.  I explained to her that it's not nice to scare the crap out of me like that.  On the bright side though, she had a head.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from april26]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Thank you - this is just what I needed to get me going for my first day back in the office! I laughed so much, I cried. Then I sent a link to everyone I know. 

All the best for 2009 to you and your family (including dog, cats and other wildlife)!]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from surirohan]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[I went to get a US business visa today - backed with company letters, letters of invitation from the US counterparts, form duly filled, travel itinerary showing I was not going to stay for more than week !

Still - for some unknown reason the lady behind the counter said she wants to conduct a full profile check on me !!! that would take 2 months and since I had to travel within this week - they decided not to approve my visa application. I asked her if I missed out on some documentation. She said, no - all documentation is present and that she could understand the company's motivation to send me to US.. Still, she said she wants a full profile verification to be conducted on me !!!

Why me ????  Why ???? I had all the documentation in place. I was backed by my company - a US handphone giant! ( well, not so much now - but I am sure it will bounce back )

I am an Indian national, there were other Indian nationals who looked more conspicuous than me and with stupid reasons to go to US - like to go see Disneyland !!!

So why was I singled out ??? I look decent ( I think !). I had !$%*!$% worn a nice ironed shirt. prim and proper. The only reason I can think of is that the lady behind the counter just didn't get the warm - fuzzy feeling while talking to me - the kind of feeling you get when you snuggle with a dog. 

So here is my question: What is the code of conduct you should follow at the US embassy to generate that warm fuzzy feeling in the person interviewing you. The kind of feeling that would make him/her wanna adopt you and give you an immigrant visa even though you applied for a non-immigrant one ?

Dogbert/Scott - can any one of you help ?

Very Sincerely,
Rohan]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from jamesprom]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Scott, you are starting to sound like Dave Barry.  You will be writing a weekly column before you know it!]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from IntoTheCrimsonSky]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Rofl. Actually made me laugh out loud here, then had to go tell my mom the story. She thinks it's an omen. ;)]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from heeroy]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Happy new year Scott Adams, from Singapore!
I read your blog and comic strip everyday, and always look forward to your wondrous humour and wit!
I'm planning to do up my new office with your strips on the walls, and dogbert plushies on my desk! (let me know if you sell that eh?)]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from stephziemann]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[I could not stop laughing when I read this.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from barmstrong]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Funniest post of the day by far!!!]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from Kendbvt1413]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[This is a very common phenomenon. It is called being on the wrong side of the horse.

Ken]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from txvtchick]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Well, dogs lick their own butts, and then give you kisses.  Kudos to you for optimizing that process by eliminating the un-necessary interim steps.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from gilknut]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[I laughed so hard that milk came out of my nose.

And I didn't even have any milk today. Gross. 

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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from KevinKunreuther]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Every cat  I've ever had sleeps with its ass in my face. 

Ferrets are cool, they curl up inside my nightshirt, listening to my heart. But that means I have to sleep face up or risk waking the rascals and have a dancing ferret with scampering claws running up and down my night shirt.

In my next life, I'm getting fish.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from WiseDinosaur]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[I laughed out loud. Did you think 'At least this will give me something to blog about'.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from yurkyurk]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[I was sure the story was going to end with you realising you were snuggling the knee pillow and the dog was between your legs.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from Chillyrodent]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Laughter is the best medicine, and I just overdosed.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from Uncollated]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[That happens to me all the time, but I've never jumped to such an insane conclusion. I just think, &quot;Oh, wrong end,&quot; and sort of move away slightly.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from jakesdad]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[years ago I was suddenly/unextectedly awoken to find our cat sitting on my chest making the pre-hairball sound (not the actual &quot;core ejection&quot;, the violent Heimlich maneuver gone wrong one they make several times before the actual act).  like you, my brain hadn't quite spun up to enough RPMs to reconize the impending before it was too late...]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from BoscoH]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Puppy Butt!]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from niamh_b]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[Nearly fell off my chair laughing at this.

Did you ever wake up with a hand bending around the pillow beside you in the bed? - that you assume is yours, until you find you can't move it or feel anything in it when you touch it with your head, only to find that your original assumption was correct, but only after you've screamed your head off at the offending apparently dismembered limb, which was merely asleep all along?
No me neither.]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Comment  from arbyisme]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[We had three miniature doxies. They located themselves in a line between us on top of the bed covers. Now they are small dogs right? Try getting to your partner through them. We have been divorced now for 15 yearsâ€¦..Zzzzzzzzzzz.]]></description>
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