Meet Virginia
She's the smartest dog I've ever had, and if you've ever had a smarter than average dog before you know what a battle of wits it can be.
Virginia's been through hell and back with me over the last 12 years. The end of a long relationship, a move to Seattle, a move back to Atlanta from Seattle after only two months, a boyfriend she never approved of (I should have listened to her,) and many tears and lots of laughter. Much more of the latter thank goodness.
She's getting on up there now in dog years, and her health is failing a bit. I've started taking more pictures of her lately. I know I have a sad day coming not too long from now and I want to make as many memories as I can before it gets here. So indulge me if they start popping up more frequently in my posts.
4 comments:
Beautiful dog, Kevin. I know how you feel about her. My buddy Reilly is a pain at times but I love the mutt.
What a lovely dog. I had a wonderful dog for 15 years, and they do go through so much with us, don't they? I'm curious about why you hated Seattle. I lived in Seattle for several years, and grew to hate it, which is why I moved to the suburbs, which is a little better for me, but I still dislike the area in general. I'd like your thoughts on this since I feel like a misfit for hating Seattle, especially for not being an outdoorsy person. I thoroughly enjoy your blog. Thanks!
Hmmmm, Seattle - where to begin:
The people weren't friendly. They weren't rude, but they weren't friendly. I first noticed it when I was in check-out lines and such. I'd say "good morning" or "thank you" or "how are you doin'" - and invariably they'd look at me like I'd climbed up on the counter and taken a dump.
They obey traffic laws there. They're like a "traffic law" cult. I'm not kidding, they're Stepford drivers. They'd be dead inside of week if they walked or drove in Atlanta.
Also, I got tired of the smelly, earthy, crunchy, Che t-shirt wearing, Michael Stipe loving, bitch about America, assholes that lead parades denouncing their own country down Broadway almost every night.
Oh, and the ground shakes and there's a potentially active volcano looming over you at all times.
Did I mention that the people aren't friendly?
Oh, and they aren't kidding about the rain. It rains. A lot. All the time. Even if it isn't a downpour it's just an ever present drizzle. Now don't get me wrong - on a clear blue sunny day - it has to be one of the most beautiful cities in the world. But who wants to wait 6 months between clear blue sunny days.
Other than all that I loved it.
And Virginia says thank you for all the compliments.
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