Tell me I’m crazy

So my mother mentioned in passing that one of the teachers at one of her schools has puppies. Miniature Australian Shepherds. A breed I’ve always liked. She knows that. I need a puppy (especially a very active one) like I need another hole in my head. I now have a price and a phone number.

Did I misplace my brain somewhere? Or is my mother tricking me into doing it?



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9 responses to “Tell me I’m crazy

  1. you’re crazy 😛

  2. kx59

    Hey, you want an active little rat dog? I’ll box it up and mail it to you.
    You just can’t blog about it. Belle might find out.