dog stories from the past 48 hours

1. Just as the subway doors were closing at first avenue, a man managed to squeeze on, heaving what I would call a "weekender" bag with him. And what was sticking out of the bag? a slobbery bull dog face! The man was huffing and puffing and i could see why, that was one fat bull dog. Who carries a 40 lb.bull dog in a bag? So the bag was on the floor with said fat bull dog's face sticking out and the owner kept patting his head to reassure him since I guess crowded subway cars don't just stress out humans. People were giving the guy dirty looks but of course i was grinning like a blubbering idiot. When i looked away, i felt something wet on my feet. The pooch was licking my toes! Most people will find this disgusting but it made me happy. That was an awesome story.

2. Yesterday, when i got on the once again crowded subway, i noticed that there was one open seat. Score! Next to the open seat was a guy with a daschund puppy in his lap. While most people were avoiding the seat because of the furry neighbor, i was feeling very luck. I sat down and of course, struck up a conversation with the owner, getting the dog's stats and sharing Libby stories like the true crazy person that i am. The puppy sure liked me a lot. She kept trying to lick my arms and when i stopped petting her, she whimpered and tried to crawl out of her owner's lap into mine. Yes, i pet stranger's dogs. deal with it. They both looked clean - at least by my standards.

3. The following is a gchat conversation i shared with my dad in regards to my parents adopting another golden retriever. If this is news to you, i'll fill you in later about how my parents were deemed unfit golden owners. yes, it's true.

Anyways, for context, Libbyloo is not a fan of other furry creatures, unless you count M.





Dad: oh, i forgot to tell you, the Greater Yankee Golden Retriever Rescue Club sent us an email...we will be having a home visit soon... they will be bringing their dog to see how our 'resident' (re:lib) dog interacts. as mom says, we are in deep doo doo.

me: oh no!! Can you tell them to bring a teeny tiny dog? That looks like you?

Dad: we are considering switching libby with murphy for the day, except we told them we have a female - but since Murphy squats like a female maybe we can get away with the ruse.

Sorry if that wasn't funny to you. It was riotous for me. Just be thankful you have a blog to read. Joke.