My dog doesn't appreciate my singing the way I feel he should. As we drive down the highway, I sing of sailors, drugs and heart break. He just stares at me blankly as his nose begins to drip. My dog gets nauseated when he's in the car and lately I have been getting the feeling that my singing does not help. At one point during the trip, I stop my singing to explain to him that Hallelujah is less about prayer and more about surrender. I use car rides to lecture to my dog about lyrics and poetry. He doesn't understand, but I don't expect him to.
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I'm slightly concerned that you're taking pictures of Mulder as you drive down the highway. All in the name of blogging.
I will tell you a secret.. I actually pulled over to take the pictures. I initially pulled over to add some more windshield washer fluid to my car.
I am secretly in love with your dog.
Well, I guess it's not-so secretly, now.
I adopted a dog 5 or 6 months ago. It was the best decision I've made in sooo long. Maybe my best decision EVER...no lie!
Get one of your own Jenn!
It's true.. While buying Mulder was one of the least thought out things I have ever done, it ultimately turned out to be one of the best things I ever did. He doesn't always listen and he usually has terrible gas, but he is an amazing dog. Plus, I kind of like it that he likes to hold hands.
Jenn, if you are ever in the GTA-ish area I will lend him to you for the day.
Thank you for the offer. :) Unfortunately, apartment dwelling doesn't lend itself very well to dog-ownership. I've got my hands full with my cat anyway. But dogs, like children, I enjoy on lending basis. :)
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