We joke about it, Ben and I. That if anything crazy/weird/abnormal will occur, it will happen to us. No doubt.
So this morning when I walked out the door to go to work and saw a chihuahua on the roof of an awning on the second floor of our apartment, I panicked. And, then went screaming back into our apartment demanding that Ben get up. Because, HELLO! There was a dog on the roof!
All I kept thinking about - "Please don't let this dog commit suicide!"
So, of course - the dog got an immediate bath (more trauma for his early morning adventure). And, then he settled in. Sorta.
As much as Milo would probably love a brother.
We are a one-dog family. SO, Do you want a dog? Let us know!!!