so for the last few days when i’ve gotten home,
my apparent asshole dog, i mean, the love of my life [Ralph(ie)], was outside the fence…..
every time i have searched for why and how this keeps happening. (especially since my dear husband’s dog randomly jumped the fence ~years ago~ and got hit by a car.. shockingly emotional…) well. i have blocked all possible random outlets over the last few days. if
Assface, i mean, cutest dog ever(!)
is outside when i arrive home tomorrow, i will have to become one of those fabulous (ha!) women who carry their dog in a “purse” [=if your dog lives in there, it has long since been a “purse”] he can obviously NOT be trusted… sigh.
FYI.. Ralph doesn’t always look that gay (as in the first pic)… he is in-between adorable short cut and awesome lion-like long ‘do (as in the second pic!)…
FYI…. we do have another dog. but she is camera-shy. it is totally bizarre..