2008-12-18
1 800 Pet Meds has plans for me. They involve indulging Lola B in winter luxuries. Appartently they are unaware of the fact that I don't even indulge myself with winter luxuries. I am wearing an old man's wool jacket with two broken buttons to work every day. I have been putting off buying a new winter coat since 2000. And what are winter luxuries, exactly. I guess perhaps the peppermint mocha I bought this morning might qualify as a winter luxury, but the hound is forbidden to eat chocolate. So this is not a winter luxury we can share in the decadent pleasure of enjoying together. Alas, my hound is a hound. She is not a human who should be wrapped in furs. And neither am I.