The one person who reads my blog told me I hadn’t updated in a while and it’s true.¬† Why? Well, I haven’t much felt like it, to tell you the truth.¬† Too much going on in my world, not enough going on in my world.¬† I’ve been delving into the Facebook phenom a bit and I still find it strange that we’ve found a way to all hang out together without having to see each other in real life.
My daughter Emma has started using a login and commenting on videos on YouTube.¬† She watches kittens and puppies and mermaids.¬† So she writes something like “that’s so cute!” And she thumbs up ones she likes.¬† I’m wondering how long before I have to interfere and say something to her about the ways of the net. It can be a nasty, unforgivng place.¬† One has to be sort of schooled on it.¬† Her generation is growing up with Google as a way to research stuff. I can’t imagine how alluring that must be.¬† I can’t imagine how alluring it must be to have video of yourself instantly uploaded for all to see.¬† It is all very strange and we parents have to get wise pretty quick, is all I gotta say on that.
The real thing that’s happening is that I’ve fallen in love with a dog I can’t have.¬†¬† We have two cats, two Siamese cats Emma and I adore.¬† But then I met Cici.
My mothers dog Josie, sad Josie, who recently died left a hole in her other dog, Ella’s, life.¬† One night, a little hungry scared dog crawled into her yard and refused to leave.¬† Ella, ferocious beast that she is, pinned this new dog down at every opportunity but stopped short of killing her; Ella is adorable but she likes to kill small animals with regularity.¬† My mom admitted to me that she didn’t like the dog.¬† She didn’t even name her.¬† When I laid eyes on her, though, I was won over immediately.¬† She looked like a Cici and that became her name.
Cici turns out to be a bright, funny, adventurous dog who is a charmer each and every time I see her.¬† She bounces and hops and is just so smart and cute.¬† But the thing I love the most is that she follows me everywhere.¬† She even has decided to perch herself behind me on the chair I like to sit on.¬† She’s so damned cute and sad all at once.¬† My mom doesn’t care for her in the least and keeps saying, “if you love her so much, you take her!”¬† It didn’t help that Cici barfed in her new Rav4.¬† Cici isn’t used to the car and well, nobody’s perfect.¬† Now Cici has been banned from her car.¬† I would give anything to keep this dog.¬† I can barely keep our cats, though, and a dog is out of the question.¬† It’s depressing as hell.¬† Maybe Cici will live long enough that I can take her when I get a bigger place.¬† Whenever that will be.
{ 1 comment… read it below or add one }
Aww, I read your blog and didn’t badger you about all the wasted clickage, so there’s two.
BR