Miss Potato Head Noggin' and Tater Tot Feet
Today I was cleaning out my car and found a giant poofy clump of Winnie's hair in the backseat, and maaaaaaan I got positively misty eyed. Normally I would have thrown it out, but out of sentiment I kept it in the car. Seriously, that is how much I miss my dog. I mean, I even thought about framing her hair and hanging it by my bed, or setting the fur to bronze, but that probably would have been kind of ridiculous...right?
Oh Winnie. Right now you're probably sleeping on the oriental rug in our foyer back home. (The SAME super expensive oriental rug Jennifer and I weren't even allowed to step on, until you peed and crapped all over it ) Or maybe you're wondering why I never came home when I left that April morning? You looked so cheerful, so confident that I'd be back to give you more rides in my car.
Ok, one more look at my dog before I end this uncharacteristically emotional blog post:
The Argos to my Odysseuss.
1 comment:
Yes, he is really really cute. I miss him too.
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