Dog
I got suckered into adopting a dog. I was fostering the mutt when suddenly, after a terse phone call with the rescue organization, I was told that I had, in fact, adopted the damn thing. Okaaaaay.
His name is Murphy...now. It was Biggins before, which I repeatedly misheard as "Big Uns," which sounds like trucker porn.
His name is Murphy...now. It was Biggins before, which I repeatedly misheard as "Big Uns," which sounds like trucker porn.
posted by Unknown at 8:24 PM
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I'm betting that within weeks you'll find that Murphy really adopted YOU.
I picked up a stray chihuahua during a rainstorm once...it's been seven years since then, and he totally rules the house.
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