Wednesday, July 8

fireworks cont.

that dog has been depressed since saturday. he hates the fourth of july. hates it. wants to run out the door and down the road to join the taliban, hates it. why, you ask, does that dog hate america and want the terrorists to win??? fireworks scare the crap out of him.

the hipsters down the street may actually qualify as terrorists with the constant blasting of firecrackers. since the weekend, that dog hasn't been able to go outside without a kick in the rump and a shove down the stairs. he's plagued by nightmares—or what are assume to be nightmares—waking up shaking like it's thundering.

...anyway, this might be the cure for doggie depression.


that's the sin fairy's unmistakable laugh in the background.

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