My New Best Friend

I want to introduce you to my pal, Sophie. Sophie and I actually met when I was just a young pup, a mere 8 or so weeks old, when she and her family let me board there temporarily while Joe and Dina went away (yes, I, too, think it's incredibly irresponsible to get a puppy and then ditch her with some other family while they go gallivanting in Utah, New York, Las Vegas, wherever the heck they were...). Look at me at here, scared out of my wits (this was taken by Sophie's dad). Anyhow, let's put aside the issues of puppy neglect (is that a chargeable offense, Uncle David L. and Aunty Allison???)...So recently, Joe and Dina went to New York for a wedding. Actually, it was the wedding of Joe's friend Erik, whose ex-girlfriend Beth, who was a college friend of Dina's, who introduced Joe to Dina (and vice versa) and blah blah blah. Whatever, doesn't matter, they got together, happy ending, now back to me. Anyway, I spent the week at Sophie's and I learned a couple of things.

Generally speaking, suburbia is good. Dude. I was in a backyard with a kickass pool, grass area, and cemented play area. I had so many spots to pee on, I would need a year to be able to cover every inch! I didn't have some strange dogwalker coming to get me everyday (ok, Dave, I love you now, but at first, I was like "who the heck is this redhaired dude grabbing me by the collar???"). I got to chill in the backyard (near the pool and hot tub, eat your heart out Master P), run to my heart's content, and then stroll back into the cool house where both food and water awaited. Plus, when I let farts rip in the backyard, no one yelled at me about how she's dying and has been poisoned by my ass (ahem, Dina). So I don't know if you know, but Joe and Dina have been debating about whether to stay in the city or move to the burbs. I think we know what my vote is for....

More specifically speaking, I learned that Sophie is an awesome buddy. I also learned that Sophie can blow through (no pun intended) a bully stick way faster than I can. Sophie also has really acidic pee (accounting for the yellow spots in the backyard grass). Sophie also has long nails that need to be cut, but her parents, like mine, are too chicken to do it as often as they are supposed to. And I learned that Sophie loves me a lot. And I love her back. She's my best friend (cue in happy music here).