ohh.
I walked into the bathroom and Little Filthy followed me. He does that sometimes. Especially since we had just gotten home from dinner and he was excited to see us. I was washing my hands and he was bumping my legs, wanting attention and I looked down at him and said, “You’re pretty cute. How’d you get so cute?” Boss was just outside the bathroom door and overheard me and so she said, “Curves.” I said, “What?” She said, “Curves!” I opened the door and said to her, “He goes to Curves?” thinking it was rather clever and imaginative of her to say that Little Filthy got buff from an all girl gym.
She said, “No, I said Pervs. You guys are PERVS.”
ohh.
See, that’s what happens when you disappear into the bathroom with your dog.
Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.