Well it turns our that he threw up the tail of his green toy snake, and the lady was just going on and on (well I might be exaggerating but really does "she said briefly" make for a good story? No. I think not.) about how we should watch him every second and crap like hat and in my head I'm just going "My moms dogs ate a bike, two garden hoses, and a flipping lawn chair. I think he's good with a slippery snake tail." And then she really got into the whole surgery recovery thing. She's like "You should keep him from running, or walking, or playing or swimming, wrestling..." I am just like "And he's a puppy? Are you sure you have the right dog hee, or are you just kidding us? Ollie's never gonna stay like that. Not for a day not for 2 weeks. Nun uh." all in all she was actually really nice, but that part just killed me.
Anyway, Ill head off, write another blog post, who knows.
To all my non-existent fans,
TheYoungTraveler
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