As of late my dog Coco has been really good, no disaster stories to report this time. She's come a long way from eating bras and walls to being able to hang out alone in my apartment all day while I'm at work.
You know that friend who all the guys flock to because she looks exotic? That's my dog. Not only is she brindle, she's also got a unique shape (she's half pit half basset hound) so people stop to tell me how they've never seen a dog quite like her. And how beautiful she is. And how pretty and shiny her hair is. And how she looks like she's always smiling. I GET IT, PEOPLE. SHE'S A-FREAKING-DORABLE! But what about me? You can say hi to me. You don't have to ignore me and talk to my dog only. I have feelings too, stranger on the street.