learning curve
first of all, let me say again (though i’m not sure i ever have said this):
i am not a dog person, or for that matter an animal person at ALL. that being said, i don’t know WHY i’m sitting at my mother’s computer with her (cute) dog on my lap. Ade.
he likes me. i like him too (even though i am not a dog person and he stinks)
i guess there’s a loneliness factor that gets a little resolved when someone/thing needs you. it’s what we’re all looking for in our personal lives. to be needed. wanted and needed? wanted or needed? who knows. the point is, i dunno why this dog is all comfortable not letting me put it downable on me right now. maybe i actually am loveable.
the point of this blog entry, therefore, has been compromised by the dog on my lap and how his head is resting (quite contentedly might i add) on my arm…my right arm, hence my dominant arm, hence my need to move the mouse with my left hand.
this is ridiculous
-un-dog lover (except when they’re cool, composed and cute)
