We don't have a dog. Not for lack of trying on Neil's part. He really wants one. The truth is, I love dogs, but they are high maintenance. And high maintenance is not what I want right now. I already have a high maintenance child to look after. That doesn't stop Neil from forwarding me those "Dog for adoption" emails on a regular basis. At least I broke him from sending me the sad, sad pictures of the doggies at the ASPCA.
So this morning when I return from the gym, one of the first things I do is check my email. Because I'm just that addicted. There are several emails from Neil, but one catches my attention. The subject is "Julie!"
"Julie?" I think, "What is this? We don't know anyone named Julie." So I click on it first.
Turns out it is one of those dog emails. Nothing new there. Like with all the others, I'm not interested but I looked through the pictures because I like the cute as well as the next gal. Whereupon my eyes were greeted with this:
Could they not have cropped out the two dogs pooping?