Our waitress last week pulled out photos of her two doggies.
This has become a common occurrence. If you want to connect, just mention that you have a dog.
Anyway, she popped out her phone from somewhere beneath her apron and said, “Here’s Brian Jonathan and this one is Buddy Michael.”
I have committed a terrible injustice to my puppy!
He has NO middle name!
Ages ago, I had a friend with no middle name who told me she really hated filling in forms that required a middle initial. “I am going through life as Susan NMI Smith,” she complained.
Well, I can’t stigmatize Theo that way. I can’t let him hang his head in shame when he has to leave a blank space on his insurance form.
He needs a middle name.
My husband says this is unnecessary. But I tell him, “Just think about this: We can’t…
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