A couple of days ago I argued with the love of my life over dog breeds. Specifically what kind of dog would be perfect as a pet. I said husky; gorgeous, fierce, independent, the perfect dog for me. It would run with me and growl ferociously at the freaks approaching me on my walks. It would also serve as a replacement for Teddy the loveable husky we had briefly before he was hit by a car on Christmas Eve.
Apparently others view black labs as perfection. And apparently besides being man’s best friend, ultimate retriever, loving, intelligent and safe to have in the house they also make pancakes, mow the lawn, scrub the toilets, mop the floors, take out the trash and speak Spanish.
No comparison.
But while some of us argued and dreamt about our future dogs others of us went out a bought one. My brother Travis sent me this picture text later that night.
“Look Bre! It’s a puppy!! Oh man he’s the coolest little dog you’ve ever seen! We just got him today ha ha! He’ll be a hunter.”
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i cannot believe how much that dog looks like trav
huskies are perfect, as long as you like to chase your dog and be ignored when you call their name, think about that a minute...sled dog racing was invented by people who are CHASING THEIR DOGS, hahahahaha...yes, labadoors do cook breakfast and speak five languages and then bring home dinner but problem is they only live to 10 years old because if they lived longer we could not take it when they died.. )" ...but a husky wolf whitetrashhybrid will for sure protect you better, which is all that reaaaaaaallly matters--(said the guy with a dustmop boutique five pound gay fey and sashaying wretched cur) lovely piece of writing, too, btw, light breezy and fast moving, like some wimmin i know
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