When I went to the adopt-a-pet fair at Roxbury Park last Sunday, I was on the way to a baby shower for one of my best friends (fortunately, she's having another one). It was 11:15, I was supposed to leave for Mission Viejo at 11:45. So I figured I would go see what was out there in the world of dogs. And I SO did.
When I held her, that was it man. IT. The check I wrote was also probably the best check I've ever written. I wrote it to Animal Services in exchange for one skittish but sweet 2 year old Terrier who I have name Sandy. To make my co-worker happy, I told him Sandy was short for Sandwiches.
Sandy has been in my possession for 6 total days at this point and I could not be happier about it. She totally picked me! There is something about having her that has totally relaxed me. I don't know quite what it is. You know how people say dogs help with certain illnesses? I'm not ill, but maybe she is my "anxiety" or "panic" dog.
The thought ran through my head last night that I probably won't be going out a lot, which I am totally fine with, except the meeting men part. But then, as Sandy was hitting on all the boys and their owners at the dog park today, I started to feel like (finally) there are other places to meet men other than bars.
It's probably a good idea to let her pick men for me anyway, clearly I am not doing a good job on that front. I will take any help I can get!
Anyway, I am not about to be one of those people who only writes about her dog, but I figured I might just let you all know about the newest addition to my household (which is changing soon, YAY).
Here she is, freshly groomed. She's a fancy girl now!
Dogs have that 6th sense about people. She picked you, so now she can pick a selection of men for you to choose from.
ReplyDeleteShe IS a pretty girl. She (and you) are very lucky!