My girlfriend Gaywynn and I got a dog. As with many people who get a dog, we really didn’t know what we were getting ourselves into. It’s a puppy, a female, and she was about eight months old when we got her. A puppy is essentially a toddler in fur, and you had better be prepared for all sorts of non-negotiable demands plus continual acts of creative destruction. We’re still learning these things. And as with a toddler, say goodbye to a neat domicile.
Ah ha. Finally! And she seems great. Be patient. She will come around to being your best friend as well. Good article. You can never have too many dogs. I could never live without at least one.
I saw her picture and was sure it was a lab. Then you mentioned other species of dogs and I said to myself, "definitely lab." When I go to the bra, I knew. Our first lab, Wedel, trotted out of guest room in our rented home in Lakewood, Colorado in 1966, ran past our room with a my mom's bra twirled around her neck. Yes, it is a lab. Kleenex was what she usually exported, but I see your puppy has a need for asthma medication, not hankies. As an owner over time of five labs (one hovered in the corner of a pantry when Roland came home from work), I recommend you buy her a pair of sunglasses and an I Phone. Cheer up, they calm down at about ten or eleven, maybe sooner if she can gets addicted to wordle or spelling bee. Love, J
Yes, I'm about to send out a message to all about going to paid subscriptions. For now, I'm just letting those who want to contribute to do so. Not limiting access. That seems like the wisest choice at this point. But it has been a learning curve that has occupied two full days and I'm still not done. Part of the problem is that I can't actually figure out how to limit part of the post (say, for instance, recipes) to paying customers.
Richard, this has been my experience to a crossed Tee. (Dotted eyes included.) I finally had to buy a house to get rid of the dog I let my grandson adopt. And I'm still cleaning up the pieces left behind six months ago. Interesting about those mixed breeds. We were told our Rosie (originally Rogue but I renamed her hoping in vain to tame her) was "part pit bull." I heard that a lot about various rescue dogs--I figure the adoption folks tell you that in case the dog in question turned out to be aggressive. "Well, we told you she was part pit bull." But Rosie is aggressive only in her determination to befriend everyone she encounters. Jump-jump, lick-lick, love me, love me, love me.
Wonderful story! Yeah, dog will do things like this. Freckles has been treating us in a similar manner. :)
And I love the name.
Ah ha. Finally! And she seems great. Be patient. She will come around to being your best friend as well. Good article. You can never have too many dogs. I could never live without at least one.
I saw her picture and was sure it was a lab. Then you mentioned other species of dogs and I said to myself, "definitely lab." When I go to the bra, I knew. Our first lab, Wedel, trotted out of guest room in our rented home in Lakewood, Colorado in 1966, ran past our room with a my mom's bra twirled around her neck. Yes, it is a lab. Kleenex was what she usually exported, but I see your puppy has a need for asthma medication, not hankies. As an owner over time of five labs (one hovered in the corner of a pantry when Roland came home from work), I recommend you buy her a pair of sunglasses and an I Phone. Cheer up, they calm down at about ten or eleven, maybe sooner if she can gets addicted to wordle or spelling bee. Love, J
Always a delight to read your writing, Richard!
Yes, I'm about to send out a message to all about going to paid subscriptions. For now, I'm just letting those who want to contribute to do so. Not limiting access. That seems like the wisest choice at this point. But it has been a learning curve that has occupied two full days and I'm still not done. Part of the problem is that I can't actually figure out how to limit part of the post (say, for instance, recipes) to paying customers.
Toujours drôle, Richard! I enjoyed reading about Manon's adventures very much. Funny pictures, too.
Manon is very aptly named, isn't she? Both Prévost's and Pagnol's characters are strong-willed and wild!
Richard, this has been my experience to a crossed Tee. (Dotted eyes included.) I finally had to buy a house to get rid of the dog I let my grandson adopt. And I'm still cleaning up the pieces left behind six months ago. Interesting about those mixed breeds. We were told our Rosie (originally Rogue but I renamed her hoping in vain to tame her) was "part pit bull." I heard that a lot about various rescue dogs--I figure the adoption folks tell you that in case the dog in question turned out to be aggressive. "Well, we told you she was part pit bull." But Rosie is aggressive only in her determination to befriend everyone she encounters. Jump-jump, lick-lick, love me, love me, love me.