I’ve taken up a Saturday afternoon ritual where I read my book near the McGolrick dog park and watch the puppies play. Unfortunately most of the owners are like Type C. If I had a dog, I’d be ho’ing it up as a Type B. But alas, most dog owners are in “serious-real-adult-like-serious-relationships-serious-business” relationships, therefore, boring and mortared-up assholes.
If I had a dog, we would rule the world of awesomeness.
oh my lord. I’m a type A. I don’t really notice the other types; I’m way too busy having fun, chasing my dog around, re-praising his every move, etc. Did i mention my dog is the smartest canine in the world!? He’d give White Fang a run for his money, that’s for sure.
