Ah dog sitting has reminded me why we didn’t get another puppy when our last dog went, as my mother once put it, trying to gently break the news to me as a college junior, that my dog had gone to “to a better place.” She couldn’t just say “Butch died.” Came out of the fraternity house closet where the phone was and doubled over in laughter. When asked what was so funny, all I could do was gasp out “my dog just died.” It was a week before anyone would sit with me at the dining table. Oh yes, our guests: One isn’t housebroken and the other “forgot” he was housebroken presumably to get back at his Peeps by ensuring our petsitting offer is not repeated. Worse thing is that I can’t go around the house bare foot.
Ah dog sitting has reminded me why we didn’t get another puppy when our last dog went, as my mother once put it, trying to gently break the news to me as a college junior, that my dog had gone to “to a better place.” She couldn’t just say “Butch died.” Came out of the fraternity house closet where the phone was and doubled over in laughter. When asked what was so funny, all I could do was gasp out “my dog just died.” It was a week before anyone would sit with me at the dining table. Oh yes, our guests: One isn’t housebroken and the other “forgot” he was housebroken presumably to get back at his Peeps by ensuring our petsitting offer is not repeated. Worse thing is that I can’t go around the house bare foot.