From time to time, I will be writing about Putter-my parents rat dog/child that they treat better than their children.
Putter is a mix between a cotton ball and a nervous bunny on crack. They got this little beast a couple years ago. Or should I say my mom forced him on us. She was in Omak(don't bother-it's tiny) and stopped at the local Wal-Mart. He was in a box for free and she can't resist a deal. Putter has lived with my parents so he didn't bother my life too much until I moved in.
And wow. How he has bothered it. This dog must have had a traumatic childhood because it is way into abusive relationships. The more I try to ignore it and pretend he doesn't exist, the closer he gets. If Putter HAD any friends,they would be telling him to 'dump that ho'.
No comments:
Post a Comment