I see lots of dogs when I run around our place. I run during that first thing in the morning take the dog out to pee time period. I like to rate my runs by how many pugs I see. I don’t ever stop and get them. I’m usually running and don’t want to stop. And some owners aren’t all about strangers petting their dogs. So I usually just smile and say hi puppy. Sometime I compliment them on their cuteness.
This morning I walked out of my apartment building to see the cutest thing I’ve seen in a long time – a true puppy, an 8 week old english bulldog puppy. it was so cute and it bounded toward me, I couldn’t resist asking if i could pet it. Of course, the nice lady said. and I fell in love. so in love am i with this puppy that lives next door. If it would stay that size forever, I would be looking for breeders as we sit here reading. Of course, it will become an 80 lb dog soon enough. i hope hope hope i see it a bunch.
of course this makes me want to get an actual puppy instead of our current plan of a dog that’s already housebroken. We don’t have the time to house break a dog and I want to get one sooner than later. Therefore we have to get an adult. Plus, I feel like it is service as lots of dogs need homes. There is as boston terrier (the kind of dog we shall be acquiring this fall) rescue in the area. I had banned myself from looking because it makes me so sad, but i can’t resist today with my heart yearning to steal the bulldog puppy from next door. and now i’m sad. because the hardest things is that as much as i want to rescue one of these boston terriers, the existence of slim shady (a.k.a. izzy my love) and a kiddie (yet to be, well, conceived, much less named) makes it very hard to adopt a dog that has been abused. so i look every so often and hope that a dog will need adoption that is good with cats and small children.
enough about puppies. i’ve made myself so sad by looking at petfinder.com.
Hunk o’ man and I went to the cubs game last night with ben and julie, our favorite getting married in a month couple. you can see julie and i and the group thanks to their newest money maker, fanfote. ben’s a big astro’s fan for no particular reason besides having been born there, yet not raised there. I totally thought we were going to lose b/c Roger Clemens (sp?) was pitching against some no named pitcher we just brought up from triple AAA to sub for Wood. But Mr. no name did a good job, and once Roger doger had thrown his 70 pitches, we got 4 runs off their closer, who was sucking. and the strangest thing was is the astro’s manager just left him in. weird. so the game turned out to be exciting in the end, and we got to leave a half inning early which was welcome because i was freezing my ass off. tales of 95 degree temps in houston make me wonder if i am on the same planet as them.
p.s. makes PERFECT sense the mr. christopher would defend the sting’s music. him and his old timey piano loving.
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