More puppies!
Oh man, I want one of these French Bulldog pups so badly it makes tears of gleeful delight leak from my eyes every time I see one. I emailed the paramour with pictures and a note saying 'oh please paramour, can't we get a puppy when we move? Why not, it wouldn't be any trouble...pleeease.'
And he replied, 'Er are you okay?'
And I said ' No, I want a puppy, I want to call him Batman.' and burst into tears -here, in private, not in an email.
WTF?
Ah yes, no sleep and it's kinda quiet around here now that Toffee, Etheline's not half as bad as I thought she would be pup, is gone. Actually if you walk the little thing instead of carrying it around under your arm everywhere it burns off quite a good deal of energy and stops attacking everything in sight.
Tired dog = well behaved dog, quelle surprise.
posted by fatmammycat at 12:47 p.m.
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FMC, my cycle was LAST week. you are late.
But I'm steadily catching up.
Cute dogs
That they surely are.
Pwecious!
Batman - great name for a puppy!
It is the best name. I'm going to run about Busy park calling 'Batman, come on let's chase that pom!' at the top of my lung and for hallowen I will make him a cape. I am even considering buying a motorbike with a side car so that we might travel the length and breadth of the country in style.
Hum, I seem to have put too much thought into this. But I really want one.
As a doctor, I am often asked:
“Doctor, should I set up home in a rambling fixer-upper with mature garden with good transport links with the love of my life and raise a brood of semi feral tomboy girls and sullen boys who develop into articulate, well balanced, successful young individuals, a credit to all…...or should I get a pup and call him Batman?”
I usually demur and take the patient out for a good bucket where I advise them to get the dog and have some eggs frozen (just in case).
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