Well, it's our 8th anniversary. I talked to Whatever for about an hour on Skype and made a joke about how he should have got me one of the gifts on the list that no real couple ever gets each other. I looked it up and it was bronze. Sadly, that is what I jokingly guessed it was. I was told the gift is in the mail and we carried on. I'm cool with no gift. It's not like I am the chick who lives for gifts and romance but a card or loving email here and there would be nice.
I decided to get a dog. I have talked about it randomly lately and I didn't decide until I just wanted to look at the shelter after picking Smarty up from school. We found a rat terrier who had been there a bit and is 7 years old. I love the little guy. He is sweet and easy going. We for sure saved his life. He seemed happy to receive any attention. Even from Gizmo. He is a torturing terrorist to dogs. He follows, kicks, bites, pulls, chases and screams at the poor creatures. I do stay in arms reach from him and the dogs to intervene when needed. Luckily, they are good dogs who don't want to torture back....with me there.
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