My dog won’t leave me alone
November 20th, 2009 by Jeff Pearlman
I throw the tennis ball.
Norma returns it.
I throw it again.
She returns it again.
I ignore her.
She nudges the ball against my leg.
I still ignore her.
She drops the ball, takes five steps back, then three steps forward.
She’s waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting.
She offers a little bark.
I pick up the ball and place it on the table.
She goes to the other room and returns with her nasty, chewed-up bone.
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November 20th, 2009 at 6:26 pm
Your dog is adorable.
November 20th, 2009 at 6:53 pm
Is your dog a BICHON FRISE?
November 20th, 2009 at 7:09 pm
You and I have (or had, as of April when he passed away) the same exact dog breed.
Except mine was named Norman and not Norma. As needy and whiny as he could be, I miss it most in the quiet moments of the day where I’d be doing work and he would be bugging me.
November 20th, 2009 at 9:47 pm
She is so cute!
My dog is like me: An old, bitchy lady that likes to sit on the couch.
November 30th, 2009 at 6:00 am
good article as usual!