They say having a dog is a good way to meet women. It’s especially true if that dog uses Twitter.
I can’t exactly remember what motivated me to get a dog 20 months ago. I’ve always loved dogs and, prior to my injury, had a roommate who had the sweetest black lab named Sadie. I suppose I had always wanted to have a dog like her. So, nearly 2 years ago, I dropped a couple grand on a purebred and named her Sadie.
In order to have her in my apartment, I had to convince the landlord that she was a “service dog” and got a letter from my doctor (who will pretty much write me anything) saying that she was. She was hardly that, rambunctious and energetic, and quite a handful for me to take care of - I was pretty much her service dog. She eventually settled down, got really smart, and now actually does a few “service dog” things, like picking stuff up I’m too lazy to.
The best thing I ever let her have was my old iPhone, with which she uses to tweet and surf the web. One day, a couple months back, she was begging her followers to get her up to 200. One of her followers, @anonygirl, forwarded the request, and one of those new followers happened to be the woman I’d fall in love with. This woman happened to mention to Sadie that her cousin raised and trained service dogs, which led Sadie to mention that I’m in a wheelchair. And that’s what got the ball rolling.
In two days she will be coming to visit me. The two of us can hardly wait. I can’t wait to introduce you all to her. @nonlineardog can’t wait for the big treat she’ll be getting that day.
waiting for dinner…
I call this “Dog & Brown-Bear” - on carpet.
Dog Noir
I think guillee wants to have a retriever showdown.
@nonlineardog as a puppy.
Sadie awaits the “take it” command: minute 8
BAD DOG! Oh, It’s okay, I can’t stay mad at you. (My dog after a lovemaking session with the dishwashing loofah)
