Tuesday, May 20, 2008

truth bites - dixieland dog

recently we discovered the truth that was biting for some time: my odie-like friend got fleas. good reason to end a friendship but we decided to take him to the vet instead. he got the whole shabang, flea collar, injections and a trim. apparently it takes 2 weeks for the creatures to disappear completely and it seems to me fiends turn into friends for the mutt: it's like he has a new crowd to play with. i was hoping he'd train them to become this great dixie band just like in that droopy episode, but it ain't gonna happen. its hard to achieve success when you eat your team mates.

i'll get over it by starting a book of "pensées" where i can publish my last sentence.