There is a dog that I love.
LOVE.
100% love.
BUT I AM BEING STRONG AND NOT GETTING HER.
Also — I don’t know what to do! I can’t bring myself to send Mister Hashie on to his reward! He is like a little mascot in our kitchen now, all propped up next to the toaster with his top hat and bowtie! Yesterday I knocked him onto the floor and I got all freaked out! I think that may be wrong of me!
And. Today is my brother’s 29th birthday. I sent him an ecard and when I see him next (was supposed to yesterday but he couldn’t make it) I will give him a gift.
Today is the CN Tower’s 30th birthday. That means that I am older than the CN Tower.
I don’t think that’s right. No, I most certainly do not.
Mr. Hashie has been through enough already. First the intense heat and shame of all those times he was left forgotten in the oven. Then you put him on the internet and he can’t adjust to the fame. Now you send him to the floor and who knows what kind of internal injuries he’s sustained.
Put the poor thing out of his misery!!
If you found a dog you love, get it. If you don’t you’ll regret it…and you’ll end up with a dysfunctional dog who humps your sister, pees on the bed when she’s mad and chews up your favorite boots out of spite. You’ll always wish you had gotten that first dog when you had the chance
I can appreciate not getting a dog you absolutely love though. When we lived in our old apt we fell in love with a little black lab named Artie . I wanted him SO badly. Just last year I also fell in love with a little yellow lab named Zoey. It’s so hard to walk away when you really want to keep them forever.
The problem re: dogs is that Louise, in her infinite kindness, loves ALL the dogs. Here’s a typicial conversation whilst driving:
*Louise sees a dog*
L: Did you see that dog? Look at that dog! I love that dog!
R: Sweetie, it was kinda cute, cept it was eating a crackhead.
L: But I love that dog!
Her love is a large pool, and all the dogs of the world are allowed in it. Even Cujo. It’s true.
It’s not Cujo’s FAULT! He didn’t MEAN to be a jerky dog! Cujo deserves love too, that’s all I’m saying.