Did you ever dream that you were a dog agility super champ except then it switched and you were at some germy, grungy, derelict seaside park in the dark and the carnies were actually drug addled zombies that were shambling after you with hammers and their big teeth? And then as you're trying to escape your way out from under their oily, horrible claws by clambering up a rat infested palm tree, you're all, this is about dog agility like, how?
06 July 2008
Sincerely yours.
Thanks everyone, who sent kind emails and put in comments, and who had a kind word to say about Timmy at the dog show this weekend. You guys are a class act.
Yeah, I forgot to tell you we had a dog show, even did all the scheduling to have a free Saturday to go to 2 of the 3 days. Sort of forgot about it this week, but it was nice to go and do something with the other dogs. Maybe would be more useful to like, help stop global warming or something, but whatever. I'll tell you all about it later. Honestly, Q's and Super Q's sort of seem not so important right now. Just spending time with my dogs, a fine and valuable thing. Dogs don't have enough days in their lives.
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