i wonder
my mother dropped off the dog today. i'll be the sole custodian of the animal until i'm recalled to work this spring. this reminded me of the last time i had the dog. she chewed through the screen and jumped out the second story window, and was missing for a week. a family in clio found her and put an ad in the newspaper. mom's idea was to let them keep our dog because "they really love her". that's fucked up. then i got to thinking, i wonder if mom ever asked dad if they should let the babysitter, or dentist for that matter, have me. i mean, from her point of view, i'd probably have been better off. and then they wouldn't have had to wait until i was gone to smoke marijuana and have intercourse. i wonder.