Yesterday sucked. Plain and simple. My human was gone all day. I've become so damn needy (his term, not mine) that I can't even shit when he's gone. His Dad took me out many times, but... nothin. Just couldn't do it.
So finally, when the big guy got home... well, let's just say it was a load off my mind (or colon, as the case may be).
So today is relationship recovery day.
I hope he never gets a job. Ever.
2 comments:
Pancho:
You need to take a deep breath, relax and count your blessings. Your recent posts have tended to be going on a negative trend. You have an owner that loves you, someone to feed you, a roof over your head and deer to harass from your crows nest. I work at a kennel and have had to find homes for several great dogs that the owners have giving up. That sucks. But your glass is half full, not half empty, because you are not one of them.
I enjoy your blog but you need to count your blessings.
A Fan in Va.
aw, sweet Pancho...man's codependant friend.
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