And I ask myself regularly: Wouldn't another dog or cat do??
The answer is seemingly no. We discussed it and decided another dog or cat wouldn't use up nearly enough of our expendable income. We had to do something grand. Something foolish. Something that will make me look 10 years older, give me stretch marks, and turn my breasts into dairy producers. Yick. What were we thinking?
So anyway, just like we said when we got the dog, love us, love our dependents. If you can't make time in your life for people who have noisy, smelly luggage in tow, you'll probably miss out on the better part of the next 2 years of our lives. ON the other hand, I may just sell the nasty thing on the black market and decide you're all right, kids suck. If I do that, the money will all go to keeping a pack of rare persian cats in the height of luxury. Wouldn't a kid be easier???
Anyhow, this is Karen and her parasite signing off. More news as I have it.
Posted by karen at March 27, 2002 12:00 AM