every year.. or six months.. or so, i get on the i-want-a-dog kick.
i've never had a dog, see. and i looove
i almost adopted one, but then byron's parents adopted it instead. i was standing in line
at the shelter to adopt this dog "leah" when his parents dropped the bomb that, hey, kids, we'll let you rent out our beachfront condo for $500 each. even though i had only spent 10 minutes with the dog at that point, i already felt responsible for that limping, dirty, pathetic little girl.
as fate would have it, the dog that byron's parents
wanted to adopt (a precious baby lab) at the same shelter was already taken. so, grudgingly, they said they'd give leah a home. it worked out awesome - it turns out i was awfully allergic to her anyway, and she got to live in a house in the country in georgia, with owners that turned out to absolutely adore her. :)
so yeah, i've never had a dog. and hanging out with chris's all the time, i realized i can
. i just can't, you know, let it get dirty. and probably not let it sleep with me. but most dog-owner things, i can do!
i shouldn't care. after all, i have chris's dogs to for belly-rubbin' and cuddling and walks outside, but it's not the same as my own
ain't she pretty? at a shelter in palm beach. cattle dog mix. me likes.
or what about this one? or are the jack russells way
but she's so precious!
ah well, sooooomeday. someday i'll be a dog mama. :)