Today I found out some terrible…yet equally humorous news. Then I laughed out loud.
My fat ass bulldog tore his ACL last night falling off the couch in his sleep. Redonkulous. But I’m psyched he gets wheels 4 back legs now
The following conversation transpired shortly thereafter:
J: yeah, i want him to look like one of those refugee kids I can sponsor for $.25-a-day
K: you could go door to door….no one could turn down that face.
scheme # 2: he could be the make a wish dog
J: hahaha, yeah. “Um, yes sir, that’s correct; my dogs only wish is for his boy-owner to get a six-figure job…”