I was watching one of those bullshit Hollywood chat shows, when I heard something interesting — yeah shocked me to.
Ignorance can be bliss.
I wish I had never learned the “breed” name for my little pandemic puppy.
I’ve had dogs that liked me, but they always “loved” other people. This past few weeks I found a dog that actually loves me. If I’m lucky, for the next 15 years, I won’t be able to take a shit by myself.
The Bear and I inherited a grand-dog — 12 pounds of a manipulating mutt — and now it seems we can’t go to dinner without her.