Rambo needs to learn that No Means No.
Sweet, fluffy, reliable George was just laying around, minding his own business.
Then Rambo the Elf popped by out of nowhere.
Hey George. What’s up?
George smelled trouble, and tried to ignore him.
Rambo wouldn’t stand for The Cold Shoulder. He came a little closer.
Hey Handsome. Doggy want a bone?
George stood strong as long as he could. Then Rambo broke out the Big Guns:
How about a some bacon and a tummy rub?
Now THAT was an offer Man’s Best Friend can’t refuse.
Rambo even hand-fed the persuaded pooch bits of crispy bacon, rendering him up for anything.
Who’s a good booooooy???
It didn’t take long before Rambo was taking full advantage of the situation, spooning that cute canine well into the night.
Just don’t tell the cat, okay?