Because I have no life right now, I will tell you about our neighbor. Partly, I just want to pass on Daryl's new theory because I love it.
You see, our neighbor is probably about our age, he lives by himself, and he used to have this girlfriend who was very nice. She would chat with me over the fence sometimes. I could really envision living next door to her once they got married...ya da ya da. I think it would have been nice to have someone my age around here to talk with...our neighbor is nice, but not much of a conversationalist....so the girlfriend filled that void.
HOWEVER, I was walking Barkley and Sweetums a few weeks ago and my neighbor...we'll call him George...George is outside with a teeny tiny little yorkie dog. "Did you get a dog?" I asked him. He DOES NOT seem like the kind of person who would have a yorkie. So he says, "No, it's my girlfriend's." Thinking that it was the girlfriend that I always talked with, I almost replied with oh, I didn't know she had a dog or something of the sort, but then I didn't and I'm glad. Why? BECAUSE I soon found out that this was not the old girlfriend. He had a new one...just...like...that! Bam!
So, let me tell you about this new one. I don't like her for starters. She walks her Yorkie around the block wearing gold shiny pants. Uh, yeah. Then, she drives a brand new red convertable Thunderbird. And, oh, she is not smart. I've only talked to her briefly and I can tell you that. She's a hair twirler. So, apparently George dumped the good girlfriend to go out with this yahoo. I don't know.
This week Daryl came up for a theme song for George...I love it. Once you hear it, you'll understand what Daryl's theory is.
4 comments:
Sandy- Gold shiny pants, little dog, convertable....She must be making a lot of money. If this is what George wants his ex should still be running away. I bet she dumped him.
Maybe you should make nice & invite the rat-dog over to play with Barkley & Sweetums. I bet they'd love it.
That lady is scared to death of Barkley and Sweetums. She thinks they're going to eat her little fru-fru dog. (There was a screaming--Oh my God!--Ahh!!! episode that I forgot to include in the blog. My dogs were on leashes and hers came running up to us for the record. My dogs did not make any attempt to eat her little dog by the way.
Every little dog needs to be eaten by a big one - except I hate to see the real dogs get indigestion.
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