at about 12am the night before his flight, my dad woke me up asking if it would be ok if i could dog-sit our family friends' two dogs, Tink and Ziggy, who were also going on the Philippines trip.
i thought it was a bad dream.
FALSE.
the next day, our friend came by our house w a huge kennel and her pets. i wanted to cry.
no matter how "adorable" i may think an animal is, i don't think i'll ever be able to live w myself having one of my own.
i just can't get past that smell..the stench of wet dog and saliva.
today i decided to be nice to the dogs and washed their kennels and did lovey-dovey pet-owner things..
RESULT: i smell like dog and i want to vomit.
1 comment:
lol.
I agreee.
I love dogs, but the smell something fierce.
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