Sunday, December 7, 2008

Worst Day of My Life


My genius owners decided it would be a good idea to have this puppy person over for the afternoon while her owners went to the Steeler game.  So cute, right?  Wrong.  

This thing couldn't even talk.  I mean, I could marf from day one.  

As far as I could tell, the only redeeming quality of the thing was that it was dressed in a cow outfit. Well played, puppy person, but it was lost on me, frankly.  

I wasn't allowed to lick it.  I wasn't even allowed to play with its toys.  They looked just like mine for crying out loud!!!!!  What the hell is the line between puppy people toys and puggle toys?!!!  You expect me to know that?  Marf.

I can't write anymore, I'm getting too upset.  

Let's just say I'm eager to put this one behind me.  I keep telling myself that doggie day care is tomorrow.  I'll be able to take this agression out on that little bitch Lahsa Apso.  You got a day tomorrow, Sasha!



1 comment:

alyssa said...

Hi Molly,

Long-time reader, first-time commenter. Love the blog. I would love to see you post about your thoughts on clothes for dogs. Do you find them humiliating or adorable?