The IT guy at work looked over my shoulder at lunch today and saw that I'm working on a play called TALKING DOGS.
KEN: Talking Dogs?
PEMA: Yep.
KEN: I was biking by the Scientology Center this weekend and there was a person dressed in a big pink bunny outfit and there was a little chihuaua going nuts just wanting to have a go at that rabbit.
I couldn't respond. But I've been laughing since the middle of his sentence.
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