I know dogs aren’t supposed to
enter most establishments, but
I’m only 9 pounds and fit easily into Mother’s handbag. So off I go. Oh please, I can feel
the eye rolls at this annoyingly cute image; but we’re not like that. This is
no precious doggie/ fancy lady duo. I just like to widen my turf whenever
possible.
As for Mother, well, I’m not sure what this means, but I over heard
her talking to her friend recently about why she wants me with her: “It’s just
that Dash has chutzpah,” she said. “And sometimes I’m in short supply of that
and smart enough to know it. So at
those moments, I just scratch his head as a reminder and, quick as Ramen
noodles, I feel like I can climb Mt. Everest.”
I don’t know what chutzpah means
but isn’t Mt. Everest the highest mountain in the entire world? God, I hope she leaves me behind on that
trip.
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