I’ve seen a lot of heads shaking and the phrase, “This world is going to the dogs,” said this year. I’m not sure what is entailed in that phrase, but I’m not going to take any chances. Thus, I’m going to surround myself with dogs.
By the time this gets out in the newsstands and in your mail boxes, Z will have cooled down. But, I’m adding to the dog family at the house. There’s always room for another puppy or two in the house and always room in my heart.
Just couldn’t say no to another teeny weenie dog. It’s a boy and in staying with the redneck names, he’ll be Goober. A lot of folks name their dogs Peanut, so Goober is just another name for Peanut! And, to be able to get a Bassett hound is so cool. Mr Bassett comes with a name “Archie” so he’ll be also known as “Uncle Archie!”
I can just see Z’s face when Goober comes and then I’ll bring in Uncle Archie. Two new dogs in one day will be too much for him. But, when he’s still digesting Goober, I’ll let Uncle Archie move in. He’s been mad at me before and I’m a big (really BIG) girl and I can handle it.
P.S. My rebuttal to Mr Z is the fact that he has a six pack, so now I have my six pack. My six pack gives kisses, too!