When Bad Things Happen To Good Dogs
First of all, I would like to thank my loyal and wonderful human friend for coming to my rescue at 1:00 am Monday night. During a crisis, it helps to have someone who is a) always there for you and b) single – so getting a call in the wee hours from a friend whose dog is having a seizure and the Ambien she took 3 hours ago has rendered her unable to operate a motorized vehicle doesn’t result in relationship conflict.
Thank you single friend. Please don’t change.
Okay…that’s selfish. Feel free to seek a suitable partner but make sure he loves dogs.
And shocking late night calls that jolt you from dreamland and make you think someone is dead.
My dog is fine. Thank goodness. Canine seizures suck! (as if I actually needed to say that)
As for my friendship….well….
Do you still love me?
Oh, pashaw!! I know you do!