ext_105944 ([identity profile] grrgoyl.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] grrgoyl 2008-02-22 09:39 pm (UTC)

I KNOW. MY FRIENDS HAVE FORGOTTEN ME

Buried alive seems more cruel, however ask me how little I cared by the end of that night. RELENTLESS crying and whimpering.

I'm not sure if the owner mispronounces it or not. I hoped that I wasn't, not that using the dogs' names seemed to make any difference in calming them down. Not really meant as a punishment, more as a safety measure for me. Poop in a kennel is far easier to deal with than missing or mangled limbs, etc. Don't think my estimation of canine intelligence has gone up one iota, except in a few very particular cases.


NW: I know, right? However, the more thought I gave it the more I saw it their way (kind of). She was in essence using two seats but only paying for one, which brings us back to the fact that they'd only be losing money if someone else needed that second seat, which odds are they didn't. Never mind.

I didn't go with her to CT because one of us has to stay behind and tend the farm. We haven't taken a vacation together since her sister got married three years ago. Sad, I know. Plus I love her family more than mine, but they are still a bit trying on the nerves, mostly because there are so many of them and reunions are a maelstrom of socializing. Not to my liking whatsoever.

Haha, I like that explanation. Pretty soon SUV makers will start offering windshield tinting so dark they can't see anything and will have to use a camera system like some do now for the rear-view. Fucking stupid insanely impractical vehicles.

Can't wait for Fatboy. I think it will be quite, quite funny. Let me know what you think if you succeed (or I'll happily send you a copy shhhhhh).

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