Friday, June 04, 2004

I married an angel.

I got this e-mail yesterday afternoon:

If you really think its in Oscar's best interest (small yard - small house - both of us working) then you can keep him. But........

He's your dog.

He goes to the bathroom in the house - you clean it up.

He makes a mess of things in the house - you clean it up.

He eats/chews up something - you fix or replace it.

He needs food/medicine/chew toys/tags - your dime.

I love you

We had a little chat to be clear that the tone that I read it that was not anything that would lead to resentment, and that he was really okay with everything. He is.

Which means I have a dog!


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