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My dog and I really don't talk much.
And mostly when we do, its because we don't agree.
But one thing is certain...
I have absolutely no reason to get out of bed tomorrow, and she's probably the only reason that I will.
I think in one of those vague, 2 steps removed kinda ways she saves my life.
She's getting cunty though.
I have to actually pick her up about halfway just to get her to go to bed.
I think she's figured out how heavy she is... hell she figured that out months ago.
To win at tug of war she just lays down on her back.
I taught this dog judo much too son.
And now she's taken to jumping off my back as a springboard if she outmaneuvers me.
Lil bitch.
She actually did a death-roll today midair as I held her collar- coulda broke my thumb if I wasn't smart about placing it.
Kicked me in the balls 3 days in a row.
We play retardedly rough, but what's rough for her is fetch for normal sized dogs.
I still think back to the guy hand raising tiger cubs who broke his hips and knee just from being bumped into.
This is definitely pre-season training for shark hunting.
We're gonna try to go to bed.
It won't go over so well for me I don't think.
Because I'll stay up... wondering why I'm sleeping, when I've done nothing to get tired about, and why pass time til morning when there's nothing to anticipate?
... *shrugs*
Exercises in futility, I guess to some people it can be a zen thing.
Personally, I find it self-punishing and a waste of time.
