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03:03:2005 Entry: "Ann : Who was that, and what did he do with my Pug?"
Who was that, and what did he do with my Pug?
Lucifer Sam still had a hangover from the anaesthesia yesterday (FOUR teeth were extracted!). He'd stand around in sort of a peanut shape, which reminded me so much of Hieronymus after he fell down the stairs and was put on steroids. He just didn't seem like his silly, spunky, bright, coochie, snuggly, alert Lucifer Sam self. He was a different Pug. I was scared that the old Lucifer Sam was gone, and in his place was a personality-less, dumb, sad, quiet dog. I think he's back now, in fact I know he's back now the way he was playing with Plato. And Plato was such a distraught Boston on Tuesday when his Pug was gone. Once he came back, Plato seemed sooooo happy. He can't stand losing his dog buddies. Sometimes when a friendship is dissolving, you are wondering if it would be different if the other person was his old self. But would you want that, because after all, you have changed too. Either way, I guess the future of the relationship was doomed.
By Ann @ 09:20 AM CST:03:03:05 ..::Link::..
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