Imagine Zoe and Georgia’s shock when Brad let Shawntal, The Funeral Director and Embalmer go—without a rose. What was he thinking? She has such an established and promising career in front her, one that everyone else is dying to get into.
I don’t go on many vacations, because I watch people’s dogs while they go on vacation. But on Monday nights I do watch The Bachelor with my friend Janice, and her Puggle, Zoe.
It is my vacation.
I take a break from housework and cooking—and from good taste and thinking. I settle down with some wicked food—usually something chocolate.
I bring a dog that I know Zoe will like, and we all sit on Janice’s big comfy couch and get down to some good ol’ mindless trash TV.
Zoe waiting for the Bachelor to start
Last Monday, I chose Georgia: an eleven-month-old Italian Water Dog. She’s a puppy in the truest sense of the word. She is unruly and irreverent, but one thing she is for sure is very social with other dogs. She loves other dogs—doesn’t matter who they are—she just loves them.
Hey, that's mine...excuse me...hey...mine...there's more over there in the basket...hello.
Don't do it...don't do it...I'm telling you, you will be sorry. O.K. now you're gonna get it!
I’m pretty sure that Janice was sorry she let dogs on her couch after Zoe and Georgia turned it into the Laguna Seca Raceway. There was quite a delay in starting The Bachelor.
Janice has a DVR—and I don’t—and now I’m hooked.
We couldn’t sit on the couch to watch it, A) because the dogs were tearing across it at 10-second intervals, and B) because we were laughing so hard we couldn’t move from our doubled-over positions.
Georgia trying to blend in to her surroundings.
After about 15 minutes, the small girls finally settled down their show so the big girls could watch our show.
The Bachelor is stupid but dogs are fun.