775. Muffin was a toy poodle

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Muffin was a toy poodle. Her owner was Wesley. Wesley had a friend called Jack.

Muffin was white. She was small and graceful and light. She never forgot a face once licked!

Wesley was off to the airport in San Diego to pick up his friend, Jack. Muffin came along for the ride.

There’s Jack now! He’s waiting in line at the international airport Customs. Muffin leapt out of Wesley’s arms and raced towards Jack. She ran across the border line. Such disregard for international procedures! She jumped into Jack’s arms.

“Muffin!” said Jack. “Look at you!”

Muffin licked Jack’s face. The others waiting in line clapped and laughed.

“Someone looks glad to see you,” laughed the Customs Official. “Get on your way!”

He waved Jack through.

The next lot of drugs Jack has to import with the help of Muffin is in LA.

40 thoughts on “775. Muffin was a toy poodle

  1. Cynthia Jobin

    There are other things besides drugs that one might want to carry across borders. I regard creative methods of distracting customs officers as a fine art….one which I have successfully practiced at times. I probably would never use a poodle, though; I’m not particularly fond of that breed. They remind me of a vintage hairstyle of the 1950’s….and how its irony was not lost on those of us with naturally curly hair.

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      I always suspected you had a secret ambition to own an afghan hound. They say an owner starts to look like their dog, and it may have been a cunning way of straightening your hair. You did tell me once of your magazine trick at the border. Mine was always going through the Agriculture Line with a wooden statue of Our Lady to declare! I think with your magazine and my statue we could have brought most things into the country!

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      1. Cynthia Jobin

        An afghan hound! Brilliant idea! Now you tell me, when I haven’t enough dog years left to effect the likeness.
        And the Agriculture line…yes, with no agriculture to declare but a statue of the Blessed Virgin… and my magazine was PLAYBOY, if I remember that particular occasion correctly. Great twisted minds think along the same lines….

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