Another weekend is drawing to a close. Not that there is much distinction between days when you don’t have a job.
Experienced some of the joys of dog ownership first hand today.
Buddy apparently sniffed out the used Kleenex tissues in the trash can beside my bed and went to town on them. He must really, really love me!
While I was out and about Buddy decided he wanted to enjoy the balcony off my master bedroom. So he tore a fucking hole through yet another screen door. For a free dog he’s been costing me a small fortune!
Tried to take Buddy for a walk this afternoon but he was having none of it. Wouldn’t budge and when I applied some pressure on the leash he dug in his paws and pulled back even harder. Strong little guy, I’ll give him that. Hopefully he’ll come around, I’d love to have him join me on some of my walks.
Anyway, I promise this is not going to be all Buddy all the time here at LTG. It’s been a slow day and not much else to blog about is all.
Oh, and Buddy quite often sleeps on his back.
Alright, alright. I finished third in the dart tourneys on Saturday and today. I’m very inconsistent which is frustrating. And Marissa came home with me after today’s darts and helped ease my frustration. I’m a satisfied man.
Buddy’s a typical guy—he just wants to air out his balls, is all.
By the way, will anything be done about those cojones? Not that I’m insisting or anything; we had a dog who lived all fifteen years of his life with gonads firmly in place. It could also be that Buddy’s already too old for such surgery to be safe. I don’t know.
Kev, I’m sure he’s not too old. I probably will get him fixed as it’s the responsible thing to do as a dog owner. There are way too many underfed and uncared for dogs walking the streets of this town already.
He’s really warming up now. Even got my first kiss this morning!