This picture was taken on the fourth of July- about 6 months ago already! And I remember the shame of carrying my overgrown yorkie half a mile amongst throngs of people, as they gawked at me. I wanted to tell each person staring that he has sensitive paws and that my arms were shaking in pain and this was not an attempt to have a fashion accessory. But did I mention my arms were shaking? And I wasn't quite sure how long it would take to explain my dog's health issues to "throngs," so instead I half jogged back to my car while my friend Lauren got to walk Marley on a leash- like a dog. He doesn't seem too uncomfortable being carried in my arms as fireworks and strangers bombard him, though. If only that were a marketable skill...I'm just a girl. A girl who thinks she's been everywhere and beyond, but is always left with proof she hasn't. Cathartically charistmatic inspirations segueway into my this. Enjoy!
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Snapshot
This picture was taken on the fourth of July- about 6 months ago already! And I remember the shame of carrying my overgrown yorkie half a mile amongst throngs of people, as they gawked at me. I wanted to tell each person staring that he has sensitive paws and that my arms were shaking in pain and this was not an attempt to have a fashion accessory. But did I mention my arms were shaking? And I wasn't quite sure how long it would take to explain my dog's health issues to "throngs," so instead I half jogged back to my car while my friend Lauren got to walk Marley on a leash- like a dog. He doesn't seem too uncomfortable being carried in my arms as fireworks and strangers bombard him, though. If only that were a marketable skill...
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hahahah...this is a funny story. poor doggy.
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