Life has been a lot easier since Kristen moved in with us. She also has a dog, a girl named Marley. This past week, Kristen and I have been taking turns taking Titan and Marley to the dog park, which is basically the best thing that has ever happened to me.
It was my turn this today, and the trip was for the most part uneventful. The dogs were all playing along pretty well when Diesel, a dog that I had never met before, arrived. He seemed pretty friendly and wrestled around a bit with the other dogs. Then, he came up to me and peed on my leg. PEED ON MY LEG. Really, Diesel? Was that necessary? Also, do I look like a street sign or a lamp post to you? For shame, Diesel; for shame.
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