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Goodbye old friend. Hootie: 1997-2009
I'll never forget the day I first saw him. We were driving home from Golden and Kathy said "Why don't you go this way?" We headed down a street I had never been on and found ourselves driving by a little strip mall. Then Kathy says "Turn in here a minute." Now my spidey senses are on alert, and sure enough, we wind up parking in front of a pet store. Kathy had been out in Golden a couple of days before and had found Hootie sitting in a cage looking so lonely. When we walked in, there was a sad little puppy up high in his own cage, with a sign that had 2 different prices crossed out and the third was pretty low. He had been taken and then returned to the pet store. I knew right then that we were heading home with another dog, I had been suckered! I still wasn't quite over the loss of our Golden Retriever, but I never do seem to get over the loss of a pet. Kathy knows that I need a replacement though, and seeing as we always have dogs in pairs, our
where do I get a prescription?
ReplyDeletethat was some funny shit.
And I thought there was no hope. Do I have to be cured?
ReplyDelete"I no longer shoot my co-workers!!"
ReplyDeleteGawd, where can I get my hands on some of that?? NORTON! needs a bottle, too, I think... How many pills can I take at once before I suffer liver damage??
I could've told you about this years ago. Just ask my husband. And my co-workers. Fellow bloggers. Family. The pope.
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ReplyDeleteBut I don't want to stop shooting my coworkers...they are total douche bags.
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