Oh my goddamn dog!
Argh! He just jumped in the pond in the back yard, breaking the ice, waded through the ice, while picking up pieces and throwing them out, for some odd reason. Maybe to chew on later? Maybe just to piss me off? I'm sure if it were big enough for him to swim in, he would. As it is, he managed to get his legs and stomach completely coated with muddy water, and splashed some on his head for good measure. Then he had the gall to crowd past me to get back inside, and run around the house like a maniac while I chased him with a towel. Of course he jumped on the sofa, which fortunately is covered with a blanket, but he also quickly jumped on the bed, so now there are muddy paw prints on my freshly laundered duvet. Oy vey! And all this after I took him for a long walk this morning, then played fetch with him, AND chased him all over the yard.
Now is when I need to remind myself that just a few nights ago I was thinking that I probably love him more than any man who has ever been in my life. In any event, he'd better start kissing up to me soon!
Now is when I need to remind myself that just a few nights ago I was thinking that I probably love him more than any man who has ever been in my life. In any event, he'd better start kissing up to me soon!