Now you all know Diego adopted me, moved right in, now we are roommates, just wish I could get him to pay his half of the expenses.
Please let me make this very clear, I am not a dog lover, or lover of any kind of pet. They smell, leave hair everywhere, want out at all hours of the night, demand you come straight home from work. Never want you to go away for the weekend and sure don't want you to have a love life of any kind. Real nasty to anyone who might consider staying the night.
Diego, is not one who likes the vet, no I have to yank and pull on his leash until I am sweating and out of breath before I even have him in the car. Once in the car he will continue to drool on my shoulder, and when that does work, well no problem a rather large tongue starts licking the entire side of my head. By the time I get to our destination the right side of my head is socking wet and my mascara is running down the right side of my face.
Now its time to drag a very big uncooperative dog out of the car, lower half of my body out, top part in the car, means butt in the air, a feat of pure determination takes place. Cars drive by laughing, honking, and gawking. Walking backward, pulling might-mutt Diego, who is crying like I am killing him, so now the world is outside watching, I finally get into the vet. What does the dog do now, greet him like he is his long lost best friend.
"My God, what happen to you, and why is one side of your face black " the vet asks, as Diego sits by his feet like the perfect dog.
Takes his shots like a macho mutt, walks out of the office all proud, only to glare at me and play sulky baby all the way home.
"Look Diego, buddy, the shots are for your own good, please talk to me," I grovel, not on your life, I have to suck up with treats and cookies, that I pay for.
Do I like dogs NO NO NO The moral is this story, don't share your burger.
Published by pvchina
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Post a CommentGood story. Especially the moral.