Bringing you up-to-date on the happenings at Chez Poodle, we now have Louie and Nutmeg. Louie is my “failed foster.” He’s 75 pounds of poodle adorableness who was dumped at the pound because his previous mistress planned to remodel their home and, well, Louie is a slob. He’s as smart as MyHusbandTheEngineer (for his species), is not a picky eater (he’ll eat any deli cheese or grade of beef that’s put before him and adores Burger King bacon cheeseburgers), and has not raised his voice once to his new sister, Nutmeg.
Nutty was found roaming the streets of Richmond, and when I called Poodle Rescue to get a new poodle, she was all they had. Her heritage is hazy, but one of her ancestors must have had a long fluffy tail and a very sweet disposition because Nut could win Miss Congeniality if Westminster weren’t so snobby and she didn’t have an under-bite.
You can probably tell, we have no discord going on here. Good story telling requires an arc, drama; we don’t have that anymore. So if you want really good writing, buy my book—Dog Stories: Hilarious Tales of a Codependent Pet Owner. Sorry—shameful plug.*
But Louie and Nutmeg are not boring! Oh, no. Louie hitches rides with UPS when he can; if he gets in the front passenger seat of our car before I do, he subtly suggests that I ride in back, and Nutmeg…all right, Nutmeg is boring. But in a good way.
So you’ll be hearing about “the boo boos” in the future. Because life here at Chez Poodle revolves around them.
*Available on Amazon for $2.99, but half the proceeds go to Poodle Rescue.