This afternoon we befriended a woman and her dog in the town belt.
She admired the Hound, which I thoroughly approved of, but then ruined it by asking what "her" name was.
When I told her Bristol was a male dog, she screwed up her face and said: "But that dog is too cute to be a boy.He looks like a girl".
Seriously. Needless to say, we suddenly found a good reason to be at the other end of the park.
Thankfully, there were bright spots in the day, including a visit to a brand, spanking new apartment high above Wellington for an interiors magazine. My job gives me access to some pretty cool places but holy crap, this apartment was spectacular. I would willingly give up several body parts to live here.
She admired the Hound, which I thoroughly approved of, but then ruined it by asking what "her" name was.
When I told her Bristol was a male dog, she screwed up her face and said: "But that dog is too cute to be a boy.He looks like a girl".
Seriously. Needless to say, we suddenly found a good reason to be at the other end of the park.
Thankfully, there were bright spots in the day, including a visit to a brand, spanking new apartment high above Wellington for an interiors magazine. My job gives me access to some pretty cool places but holy crap, this apartment was spectacular. I would willingly give up several body parts to live here.
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