T.B. asked to borrow my collar cause it matches her hippy sandals. I said only if she finds a cure for my imminent death, but then I realized that didn't really make any sense since my imminent death means she'll have all my collars, leashes, fur throws, dog beds, dishes, pals, all to herself .... But she won't care because she'll be so dying of sadness that she won't ever leave the apartment again, or even wear accessories, or shoes, or care if she sleeps with a blanket or not.
Mingus, the saddest Sweetlove
copyright 2008 Christine Saulnier, Mingusandthebitch
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Matching Accessories
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