Mother's Day, and one or more member of the Omaha contingent were supposed to come visit. I went out for a bit (urgent mission for Post-It page markers) because that always makes visitors arrive more quickly. Came back to see Donnie's Truckasaurus in the drive, went in the front door, was greeted by a fucking enormous Labrador doing a just-to-be-on-the-safe-side don't-fuck-with-me bellow. I've never seen a dog hold a note that long.
She's Donnie's dog Jenny, and she's pretty swell. Well-behaved, likes attention, made entirel of muscle - sort of like if Xena was a dog. Has an unfortunate tendency to shed wiry pubic hair, but that's, y'know, God's fault.
Stupid bastard God.
She's Donnie's dog Jenny, and she's pretty swell. Well-behaved, likes attention, made entirel of muscle - sort of like if Xena was a dog. Has an unfortunate tendency to shed wiry pubic hair, but that's, y'know, God's fault.
Stupid bastard God.
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Date: 2001-05-13 10:14 pm (UTC)you know how cool it is that everyone on my friends list has written about Mother's Day in a way which is so totally unique and refreshing and utterly *them*??
~~totally cool~~ is how cool :>
*snickers about dog public hairs however*
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Date: 2001-05-13 10:39 pm (UTC)whoopsies... those damned public pubic hairs...
*looks sheepish*
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Not until or unless one of the participants pulled a gun or something.