Life Imitating Art
Cast of Characters:
Girl - Young white girl, approximately seven years old.
Buster - Old black and tan miniature chuahua, approximately eight years old.
Me - Young white woman, approximately twenty-one years old.
Girl: Bicycles past us.
Buster: Barks viciously at girl.
Girl: Turns around and waits.
Me: Shushes Buster.
Buster: Growls.
Girl: "Is that your dog?"
Me: "Yes"
Buster: Strains against leash to attack girl.
Me: Reals in leash until close enough to kick... if needed.
Girl: "She's cute."
Buster: Growls.
Girl: "Where did you get her?"
Me: "From my dad."
Girl: "How old is she?"
Me: "About six."
Girl: "Wow! Is she a girl or a boy?"
Me: "He's a boy."
Buster: Barks and jumps around annoyingly.
Me: Tries to kick but misses.
Girl: "Can I pet him?"
Me: "He'll bite."
Girl: "That's okay. I'm used to bites."
Me: "Um, no."
Girl: Bicycles off.
Me: Thinks about how he's actually eight years old.
Weight: 177lbs
Labels: embarrassments, pointless
Manda sneezed @ 6:43 PM
3 thought provoking comments
3 Comments:
umm...could you find a more insensible girl?
haha, insensible. I love that word. But really, what am I to do with this chaotic hyper dog? He barks and jumps around so, um, chaotically that I can't think straight and end up having strange conversations with little girls.
"Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction (death), and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it." Mathew 7:13,14
Yes, I go to church often. I don't know much about the Greek Orthodox Church, but perhaps if you tried a congregation that teaches more from the Bible and less from "tradition" then it may have more meaning for you.
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