So, the pants that I'm wearing... I think my dog peed on them. I'm actually sure of it, because my pants smell like dog pee and I didn't put it there (...Evan? Anything to confess?). I inconveniently noticed this shortly after I got to work, so have been spending the day distancing myself from my coworkers and doctoring a photo of the little rascal. I know I won't have the heart to scold him when I get home because he will have forgotten and I am a sucker for a pretty face. Again I find myself a pushover for an adorable asshole.
Monday, March 3, 2008
My dog Finn is an adorable asshole
So, the pants that I'm wearing... I think my dog peed on them. I'm actually sure of it, because my pants smell like dog pee and I didn't put it there (...Evan? Anything to confess?). I inconveniently noticed this shortly after I got to work, so have been spending the day distancing myself from my coworkers and doctoring a photo of the little rascal. I know I won't have the heart to scold him when I get home because he will have forgotten and I am a sucker for a pretty face. Again I find myself a pushover for an adorable asshole.
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um since when did you get a dog? are you a liar? is this sarah claspell? is this whole blog a lie?
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