I laughed so hard at this. As someone who works with animals, I can tell you the names of all the dogs in the neighborhood but I have no clue what their owner’s names are. There’s Willow and Shadow and…….

My last had a bulldog who utterly adored me. I mean, she ADORED me, because I scrubbed on her, loved on her, played with her and tolerated her drooly kisses. What a pity the SOB couldn’t simply have left the dog. I miss her a lot. I’d take her snoring and drool puddles and floating hair and monumentally foul farts over him any goddamned day.

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