So you don’t have to be a hardcore follower of this blog to know that I love my dog, but as the great Janeane Garofalo said in ‘The Truth About Cats and Dogs‘; “You can love your dog… just don’t lllooovvveee your dog.”.
That’s really good advice. Don’t freak out, I’m not lllooovvvvviinnnggg my dog, but I am beginning to enter an area of doggie attentiveness that should concern me, let’s be clear it doesn’t… but it should.
On the plus side, Hubby is part of it too… pretty sure that’s a plus… maybe not.
Okay started this morning with a text from Hubby.
Hubby: CAN’T FIND ORKO!
Me: OMG CALL 911!!!!!!
Me: KIDDING!!! He’s at doggy daycare today.
Hubby: thought so, but his doggy tupperware bowl is still here, does he have any food for lunch??
Me: Yes, I put it in a sandwhich bag, cause I couldn’t find the tupperware thing, where did I leave it?
Hubby: .. my sock drawer…
Me: Sure, makes sense.
Hubby: HOW!?! HOW DOES THAT MAKE SENSE!?!
Me: Cause I was looking for socks while getting his lunch… duh.
Hubby: Poor Orko, having to go to daycare with a bag lunch, the other dogs will laugh at him.
Me: I know, he needs something cooler.
Me: *GASP* Is that a He-Man Lunch Box with ORKO on the front!!??!!
Hubby: Yes, yes it is. I just ordered it for him. Does that make me sad or pathetic or both?
Me: um… that… makes you so freaking sexy!!!!