Ruby!
So I hit my first bout of Bloggers Block. I have, however, a really good excuse. A 19 pound excuse.
Susie and I adopted a shelter dog 10 days ago. (Note: 11 days since last entry.) Ruby’s a blast, but really takes up a whole lot of karmic space. We *think* that she’s a dachshund/beagle mix, but that seems to be possibly too kind. At first when I took her to the dog park, people asked, “Oh, who’s this? What is she?” After seeing her standing next to all the hoity-toity urban purebreds for a while, though, I’ve come to understand that what they’re really saying is “What is she?”
No matter, she’s a sweet girl with a good heart and a taste for belly rubs and sitting on the couch. She’s also got some pretty bizarre behavioral quirks — loves car rides, hates walking more than a block from the house — but we will triumph over these and make her into the lovely lady she deserves to be.
I could go on, but that would make me one of those people that goes on and on about their pets. Suffice to say that at some point in the near future, I will. (More cute pictures to come, too, but my USB hub just quit on me!)
Why “Ruby”? Susie wanted a human name, sort of a tough rocker chick feeling. I reeled off a few names and Ruby was the one that caught on. My friend Rubylicious luckily took that as a compliment, but more on that later this week.
Speak of the devil, somebody just wandered in, finally recovered from her first-ever run-in with a vacuum cleaner. It must be time for me to pay attention.
[Soundtrack]
Boss Hog – Ruby.mp3
