Or, some people are really inappropriate y’all!
I wasn’t really looking for a dog when I went to the Farmer’s Market yesterday, but there was the cutest dachshund mix puppy there, you should have seen it, he just curled right up to me just like a newborn people baby and so I asked about adopting him and the rescue lady pretty much said “Oh no, you can’t have this puppy, your children would break him but come look at this dog.”
And so I went just to be polite since I had my heart set on this puppy but when she walked me over to this labrador/possibly spaniel mix it was love at first sight. Or rather, love at the way she just walked right over to me, rolled over and asked me to scratch her belly. How could you say no to that? Seriously, this is the best dog ever, she’s so calm and playful yet not hyper and obedient and quiet and goes potty outside on command, just a perfect specimen of dog.
We let the kids name her and Princess Leia was my 5 year old’s suggestion. So yes, anyone who was thinking about naming your kid Leia it is now officially a dog name.
After I filled out the adoption application I was so excited I bcc’d a ton of people, some of whom I’d put down as references so I asked them to totally lie if the rescue called and asked if I was a good and responsible person. And what does Mr. Blogger Dad say? I’ll totally break blogger email privilege and tell you what Mr. Blogger Dad said:
If they call me, I will totally say that you LOVE dogs. You have one every night for dinner. Selling dogs at a farmer’s market, even! How convenient!
And I was like oh man you are wrong for that and felt sorry for Blogger Mom until I checked on my husband’s Facebook and saw this:
Who would give a Korean a dog at a farmers market anyway ? Don’t they know anything about stereotypes ?
So guess which two people are TOTALLY and FOREVER cut out of my BCC list? Oh yes, there will be tears, many bitter tears, but I will be too busy enjoying my new little princess to be bothered my their wailing.
By the way, check out the collar, pink. PINK! Finally some estrogen around this place!
ETA: In case it’s not obvious, Blogger Dad was joking with me and I was joking back, as friends do. He didn’t even think about the connection between me being Korean and dog eating until I shared with him what my husband said. Now I feel awful because somebody decided to take it on themselves to go to Blogger Dad’s site and call him a bigot. If you’re going to talk that crap to somebody, tell it to me. I’m the one that posted those jokes.
Good gravy (not made from cats or dogs)




