Posted on | August 23, 2011 | No Comments
“I have a lot of nicknames for him,” I tell R, petting her dog. “The first time you had me dogsit, he actually wouldn’t answer to his name because I didn’t call him that the entire time.”
“Oh? So what did you call him?”
“Let’s see: Mr. Sassypants, Pupples, Little Man, Lovebug, Handsy – because he uses his front paws a lot, um…” I grow quiet. “Stupidhead….”
“Oh yes!” she says. He licks her.
“I call him stupidhead, too.”