More RE: Chihuahuas and Nekkid Ladies
I am anxiously awaiting Chihuahua News. Hot damn, I loved that little doggie. We met Mitch on Sunday, and I must say, he seemed quite fond of us. We were cool enough, I suppose. He is nothing short of AWESOME, and it's taking everything I have not to go spend $200 on a doggie bed, food and water bowls, leashes, collars, chew toys, stuffed animals, costumes, whatever. Hello, I'm on my way to Crazy Dog Lady land.
Anyway, his foster mom, Brenda, said that he did much better with us than he had with the family he met on Saturday. I should think so, since they had a GREAT DANE and an ENGLISH MASTIFF. I would be a little on edge if I encountered two big beasts roughly 50 times my size, too. He has one more family he's meeting, tonight, but they have other pets as well, and they've taken in some pregnant cat or something. Brenda's expecting him to be a little nervous there, too. I think we're the frontrunners in the Race for Mitch.
An update on the bachelor party from last week: Seth did not join the boys for strippery fun, not because I forbade it, but because they went at 6:30 in the evening (or what I consider pretty much the afternoon). He agreed with me that there was something a little creepy about going to a strip club while the sun was still shining and birds were still chirping away and all that. It just seems unhealthy.
Anyway, he said he didn't care to go, but he joined them later, at one guy's house, for boring manly activities that involved foosball, mass quantities of beer, and in the background, some sort of Eastern European pornographic movie.
Man, I'm so sorry I missed that.