When my fiancee first read my blog, her comment was something to the effect of, "I find your blog interesting; it's not about what your cat did today".
Well, it is rapidly turning into what happened to my dog today.
So we're walking the dog last night. A guy rolls up in a Volvo. It took us about 2 seconds to figure out who he was. He was so happy to have found the dog, etc. What can you do?
So we go home with no dog. An hour later he comes to the door. His wife doesn't like the dog. We can have it if we want. He'll bring her over tomorrow.
So maybe we'll have a dog.
Maybe this will be the last time I write about it.
We can only hope.