My friends got a puppy two days ago. A beautiful black lab. I went to meet him tonight. I think he wanted to eat my shoe for dinner. The puppy is 10 weeks old. He has already pooped everywhere. In the car...on the rug... Poop aside, I'm sure they are going to enjoy years of fun with their dog. They live near Porter Square so I suggested they name him Porter.
I noticed two things that were different. My friend now talks baby talk. And she had a plastic bag stuffed in her back pocket.
We all know what that is for.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Do I know these friends?
Post a Comment