Wednesday, January 23, 2008

I still can't believe he's dead

What a waste of a perfectly good life... wonder what the autopsy will say. No matter what, he will be mourned and missed for a damn long time. Why can't asses like Dubya (aka Bush) drop dead instead? Is there no justice in this world?

Life here is same old, same old... morning monologues during dog walking go something like this:

Me: Dakotah, no!
Me again: Hey! Let's GO! I don't have all day!
Impatient me: Leave it! Come on, let's go!
Pissed off me: I said MOVE you stupid dogs!
Exasperated me: No no no no! Heel!

Every morning the same story. I'd like to think their brains are bigger than a walnut but lordy, it takes faith!

/end of post/

4 comments:

Prin said...

lol! Doggies. What can ya do.

Technodoll said...

I know, eh? *rolls eyes*

Anonymous said...

Having dogs are like having toddlers. Except your toddlers grow up eventually. But you're dog always has the same issues. But you gotta love em'!

Technodoll said...

Thankfully I can leave them alone 9 hours per day while I'm at work... don't have to drive them to school or soccer matches or have their snotty screaming brat friends over for playdates.

"Kids are for people who can't have dogs" - grin!