Frank's great. They say that dogs are man's best friend. It's true. Whenever I go home the first person I want to say "hi" to is my dog. Always reliable, always friendly, always loving, never makes me feel bad. But she's just pining for a good scratching. And food. An easy woman to please, I guess. And yes, my dog's name is Frank and it's a girl. It's not short for anything and it's a stupid story, so just deal with it.
Friday, November 28, 2008
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I'm either about to do something really stupid, something necessary or I'll somehow be dissuaded. Perhaps a combination. I'll let you all know in a few days if this decision is one of the above mentioned and which it is. Until then, here's my dog Frank:
Frank's great. They say that dogs are man's best friend. It's true. Whenever I go home the first person I want to say "hi" to is my dog. Always reliable, always friendly, always loving, never makes me feel bad. But she's just pining for a good scratching. And food. An easy woman to please, I guess. And yes, my dog's name is Frank and it's a girl. It's not short for anything and it's a stupid story, so just deal with it.
Frank's great. They say that dogs are man's best friend. It's true. Whenever I go home the first person I want to say "hi" to is my dog. Always reliable, always friendly, always loving, never makes me feel bad. But she's just pining for a good scratching. And food. An easy woman to please, I guess. And yes, my dog's name is Frank and it's a girl. It's not short for anything and it's a stupid story, so just deal with it.
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