Hey, you know what's fun? Watching me have a melt down! And how do you watch me have a melt down? Easy, tell me you're pregnant and then walk me past a teacup chihuahua puppy that needs a home, is wrapped in a baby blanket, and is wearing a tutu. INSTANT PILE OF REGAN MUSH THAT CAN'T FUNCTION AS A HUMAN.
My ovaries and tear ducts were screaming "TAKE THE PUPPY!" so loudly I barely could my brain saying "slowly back away from the puppy!" Thank god common sense took over and I was able to step away from the
cutest pile of tan fur who would have made an excellent sibling to Lily dog.
On a related note, I can't be held accountable if you bring a baby near me today and I make a mad dash for the nearest exit while holding it.
7 comments:
Oh, just get knocked up already!!!!!!
LMAO at the above comment... maybe you should get pregnant with a chihuahua?
Oh, I feel that way about toddlers. I just want to scoop them up and take them home. Not so much with babies - babies scare me a little.
I'm still looking into how I can arrange to give birth to a baby that instantly turns into a toddler. Kind of like soap opera kids that grow up really fast.
Really? I would like to just give birth to a baby that morphs into an 18 year old when it begins talking. All the in-between is just a bunch headaches.
Or, at least, I was just a bunch of headaches.
think just how much fun another puppy would be. and it would give the pets a chance to practice welcoming a new sibling (and not piss them off so immensely that no baby would ever stand a chance). You could but Lily a new stuffed toy... would that help? Or throw all of your extra energy into, ummmm . . . shoes?
i'll give you mine for a little bit and see how long it takes you to bring her back.
my baby. not my dog
:)
I'm installing baby-low-jack before you come to visit Athena tonight, so don't get any ideas!
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