puppy prozac
the dog is depressed.
she doesnt play with her toys or bother us to entertain her.
instead, she lays on the couch, on the floor, on a pillow, on a blanket.
and sleeps.
one of the doggie rules at our place is that animals are not allowed on the furniture when humans are sitting on said furniture with food. usually she jumps right down without being told. but last night i plopped down with a bowl of ice cream and after three commands she wouldnt even lift her head to look at me. i ended up physically moving her from the couch.
there were just so many dogs in homer to play with.
and now she is all alone.
so lonely.
no one likes her.
everyone hates her.
sniff. sniff.
geez, i hope this doesnt last long.
the idea of puppy prozac doesnt appeal to me.
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You think it's bad now, just wait until the goth angst really sets in.
(Granted, when she starts wearing a choker, and painting her nails black, it'll probably have less impact...)
Goth Lacey. That's just funny.
I'm so sad for her! maybe she needs a playdate with Seby (assuming he's in a good mood of course)