August 1st 2009 10:47 am
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Miss Kitty down to the Long Branch says to come quick!
As I was saying, the biped and I ran into a couple of very old friends this morning at Garland Park--the Treat Pocket Lady and her now genuinely geriatric yellow lab bitch, Peaches.
It's a shame, really, how other dogs and people seem to age so.
When last heard from, as you may recall, Peaches was demurely sitting her vent down on the trail, so as to fend off my olfactory attentions. This morning, the best she could manage was sort of a half squat. Don't get me wrong--it's an alluring posture and all, but still... a bit sad.
When we first met, some four years ago, I think, Peaches was, as I recall, seven. Which, I confess, seemed positively ancient to me at the time. But here she is, all these years later, still plugging along at the ripe old age of... what? 10? 11? 17? Something like that. Inspiring I suppose, in a doddering, arthritic sort of way.
And, if I may be forgiven an ungentlemanly comment, the Treat Pocket Lady is no spring chicken herself. While the biped, who apparently recalls dogs' names better than people's, correctly addressed Peaches as Peaches, the Treat Pocket Lady had the temerity to call me Chester!
Well, I never!
Leave A Comment | 4 people already have She must have thought you were extremely handsome! Well, that goes without saying, of course! hahahahhaaa HAHAHAHAHAHHHAAAA !! oh chest er Dexter ! you know how life is rude to us all now!! even to our humans !!
mom read your stuff and couldn't stop laughing !! for real ! hahahahahhhaaa ! I like that !! Chester... hhm.. like you are treasure chest full of... well... *ahem* nevermind what you're full of.
Did I mention that you are very handsome?
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August 1st 2009 at 10:55 am