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Thursday, February 20, 2003 Cockapoo In these cold and lusterless days, things have been getting weirder and weirder around the cul-de-sac. The other night all the _Shining_ jokes everybody was making kind of came true when one of the neighbors went crazy and threw his mother out into the snow, shoeless and in her PJ's. She described her son as "a very religious person," and said he'd been an honor roll student and the perfect son. Apparently, he'd become convinced she was the devil, and tried to forceably annoint her with oil. After he tried annointing an officer of the law, he went off to jail. The mate and I responded as best we knew how: by playing Nintendo and giving the dog an ongoing and increasingly ridiculous haircut. It started because she had filthy doggy dreads all around her muzzle. Trimming them off was kind of like doing topiary gardening, and by the time we were done, her face had eyes and a clearly defined snout for the first time since I'd met her. Later, the mate decided the bouffant spray of further doggy dreads on top of her head was a little gauche, so he chopped it off. Now the cockapoo looks a little like George Costanza, and we just can't take her seriously any more. posted by Frenz | 2/20/2003 04:30:00 PM 0 comments |
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