Farewell, Dog Babymaker. And My Sanity.

Please to excuse shitty phone picture. I'm lazy.

Neko got spayed on Tuesday because years of Bob Barker’s brainwashing has me fully committed to both Plinko and controlling the pet population. For all the pet Nazis who are all “What took you so long? You should have done that right after you got her, you puppy mill supporter”, she was on antibiotics for mites so she couldn’t be put under until those were over. I was really, really hoping this would calm her down a bit. When I picked her up after her surgery, she was woozy and drugged up and hobbled to the truck. She immediately curled up next to me and spent the rest of the night dozing on a bed we made for her in the living room. At bedtime, I put her in her bed in our room and pet her while she rested her head on my lap. I just kept thinking how she must feel betrayed that I took her to a place where they made her hurt and my soul ached. → continue reading

Great Job, Commenters. You Do Not Suck At All.

Thank you to everyone who commented on my questioning Catholicism post. For the most part, things stayed respectful and I appreciate everyone who shared their personal stories. You guys rock. For the sake of fairness, the Christians are next, because I just watched Waiting for Armageddon and that noise will stop you dead in your tracks. My friend Christine e-mailed me and said, “You know who I feel bad for in the whole Catholic scam…Jesus. That dude has a lot of fucked up shit happening in his name and he’s not even around to be like, “Hey. Don’t do that. Thanks, bro.” And that’s how I feel about Waiting for Armageddon, but with the Christians. It’s on Netflix Watch Instantly if you want to prepare yourself for my eventual rant. I was raised Lutheran, which is totally Catholic-lite and not really into fear-based end-times chatter, but I’ve read some of the Left Behind books (shut it, I was in high school/early college) and so I have opinions, and they involve Kirk Cameron. → continue reading

In The Doghouse

This dang pup is killing me.

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Adding To Our Family

So we agreed to dog sit for our friends Christine and Joe. They have two chill, agreeable dogs named Sunny and Sid, and even though we have a tiny house, we thought three dogs and a cat for one week is not a big deal in the scheme of favors to do for your friends. Asher would enjoy the company of his pals.

On Friday night, after having Sid and Sunny for about not even one day, Chris said, “You know, it’s not so bad with three dogs in here. We should get another dog” to which I said, “True. No.” → continue reading