I was walking Max & Pazzo outside my apartment building on Sunday. There was a lady out by the door. And she asked me, "Are they brothers?" And I said "Yes." As much as two different breeds of dogs can be brothers, right? Then she proceeded to say, "Oh, (insert laugh) but they are different breeds, so they aren't really brothers." She really thought they had come from the same mother! They don't look alike at all. I don't know what was going on inside her head. "Well, no, they are brothers from different mothers," I smiled.
Max asked me today if he isn't in the blog as much because he needs a hair cut. I didn't think he noticed all the pictures that get taken of Pazzo...
Monday, February 23, 2009
Pazzo ate a lot of grass this afternoon and threw up later in the day. He was then ready to go back to his Saltine cracker. I think it made his stomach feel better, as Saltine crackers always do.
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