Free to a Good Home
On the way into the office this morning, I passed by the lobby bulletin board and something caught my eye. It was a photo of a Jack Russell Terrier with information below about how the owner was looking for it a new home.
I started reading, not because I was actually interested in a dog, but just out of curiosity. I like little yappy dogs… not sure why.
It was all written in huge blue lettering from a magic marker and there were big glittery hearts all over the place.
Somewhere, a cheerleader was going hungry.
The owner then admitted that the dog was a little “hipper” but “loveing” and that your “chldren” would have fun playing with him.
I bumped into the dog’s owner a little later in the day, and asked her if she’s found a home for her dog. Her face lit up hopefully, but I politely told her I was only curious and said that the dog looked cute. I then casually asked her where she went to college. To make a long story short, she has two masters degrees from a very expensive school in the north-east.
Hipper. Loveing. Chldren.
June 28th, 2008 at 7:23 am
I have to admit as I read over “hipper” I was wondering exactly what a “hip” dog would be like (of course then “Loveing” and “Chldren” gave away what was really going on) … and what would make it “hipper” in a way that would require getting rid of it.
Maybe it’s too early on a Saturday to be reading this…
June 28th, 2008 at 8:15 am
I admit, I had to give that one a second look myself.
July 1st, 2008 at 5:52 pm
i can excuse a few errors when giving away a beloved pet. perhaps, her over-degree’d eyes were blinded by tears?
July 1st, 2008 at 9:07 pm
No, sadly, she’s really just an idiot. Besides, people in grief are rarely known to write in blue bubble letters and use glittery hearts.