Monday, November 16, 2015

The past few weeks . . .

. . . on a global, local and personal level have been deeply discouraging.

This is why I am especially grateful for my brother Jimmy, an attorney in Vegas, who sends me texts like these.

Yesterday there was a dog adoption at Petsmart.  There was a pretty Cane Corso dog, and I asked the Humane Society handler about the dog.  She was British and had the accent to prove it.

HER:  Do you already have a dog?
ME:  Yes.  A cocker spaniel.
HER:  That won't do.  This dog needs to be an only dog.  It won't get well with another.
ME:  Do you accept trades?
HER:  (appalled)  What?
ME:  I take the Corso.  You get the cocker--[seeing the concerned look on her face]--but I'm just joking.
HER:  Well, it's not very funny, is it?


Lisa B. said...

that's excellent. a good text does sort of lift your spirits, doesn't it?

Megan Goates said...

Your brother is a keeper. And I'm sorry about the sadness. I'm thinking of you and sending love and permission to eat some doughnuts.

Paige said...

That is a serious dog person. And I totally heard the accent in my head. Too much American humor?