Sarah has long affirmed that we will never get a dog. That was until we walked by a pet store while grocery shopping and saw one of these:That, my friends, is a puggle. The one in the pet store must have been six weeks old, and about the size my shoe. So. Very. Cute. Don't get excited, we're still never going to get a dog, but Sarah entertained the idea for at least twelve seconds. Word to puggle owners: Sarah is willing to rent one for upwards of $90 an hour.
... that two people were instrumental in my joining Twitter. First, Isha . She sent out an article on it when the application was still brand new. (And I remember thinking, "Screw that noise. Like I need more online commitments.) Second was Rebecca . She joined up just a short while ago, claiming she hadn't met a bandwidth she didn't like . (And then she disappeared entirely from the internets .) It looked nice and pretty over there on her sidebar, and then I got a little jealous. The rest: history. And for those unobservant among you ( Jorge ), the Twitter feed is right there on my sidebar, replacing the old Radio 3 player that I loved, but that I think scared the bejezus out of a lot of people. Also, everyone should join Twitter. I'm needing some diversions , people.
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AWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I'm getting Braeden a puppy for Christmas, but mine will be a little bit bigger than the puggle - a bull mastiff, actually. So basically he's getting a small pony for Christmas.
I think puppies are cute and terriers (especially of the Jack Russel variety) are actually in the rat family.
I think we should skip right to the babies! (=
Now, he wants a mastiff, and not a pugastiff, but the real. big. thing. I think this dog outweighs him, which translates into 'bad idea', but my brother's Black Lab mix turned out to be part Great Dane, and he's huge but well-behaved, and this is a random run-on now.
Don't even get me started on dogs. The closer I am to graduating, the more I entertain getting one. I currently am obsessed with Burmese Mountain Dogs.