. . . sort of stunned. I took our newfie, Zora, to the vet today and she now tips the scales at 200 pounds. No wonder she can't jump into my car. Instead she just stares at me and says, "Yeah, let's see how nimble you'd be with a backside like mine."
This just goes to show how delusional I can be. I've been thinking that she looks slimmer somehow. In spite of all those pancakes we feed her.
That's it. Time to put that dog on a diet.
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Thursday, April 14, 2011
Monday, November 2, 2009
Breaking another one of my own rules
LIFE RULE #457: Do not put clothes on your dog for Halloween.
But okay we dressed up our newfie, Zora, as a cowboy with a plaid shirt and hat. The plaid shirt was unbuttoned at the neck, which meant that a lot of chestal hair came billowing out. Zora looked weirdly human--like a big hairy tranny.
Anyway. Boy Numero Quatro took Zora trick-or-treating, but instead of getting candy he got chewed out by a real Avenues sort for demeaning a dog. Here's the best part. The lady who chewed him out was carrying her Chihuahua in a snuggly. Seriously. I do love love love my wacky neighborhood.
Ate Milky Ways bars until I went into a coma. A very, very happy type coma.
But okay we dressed up our newfie, Zora, as a cowboy with a plaid shirt and hat. The plaid shirt was unbuttoned at the neck, which meant that a lot of chestal hair came billowing out. Zora looked weirdly human--like a big hairy tranny.
Anyway. Boy Numero Quatro took Zora trick-or-treating, but instead of getting candy he got chewed out by a real Avenues sort for demeaning a dog. Here's the best part. The lady who chewed him out was carrying her Chihuahua in a snuggly. Seriously. I do love love love my wacky neighborhood.
Ate Milky Ways bars until I went into a coma. A very, very happy type coma.
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