When i was about 18/19 my grandparents, whom I adored, acquired the latest in the traditional family line of golden retrievers. It must have been around easter time I think, i was home (because i always considered their house to be my home) during college break. I dumped down my bags and picked up the small wriggly thing
Me: Well hello there (scrunching my face into soft fur) where's my gorgeous little puppy?
Grandma: Oh for heaven's sake, dodo, why have you always got to own everything!
Yesterday at work:
My Boss: Dodo, I have to go out for the rest of the week, I need you to take ownership of X, Y and Z (very high profile) projects for me
22.30 this evening. I get home from work. I dumped down my bags and picked up the small wriggly yellow thing
Me: Well hello there (scrunching my face into soft fur) where's my gorgeous little puppy?
S: (pretending to wag tail) Here I am!
posted by dodo @ 11:25 pm
3 Comments:
Bless him.
he is a bit puppy like though, surely. I hope you gave him some bonio and threw a ball
yum.
Dear Voodoo chile,
it's all gone a bit quite.
has the world world eaten thine brain?
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