[Real Life] Bitches

Being home in Ukiah has been mostly fun. Then again I did spend most of today down in Sonoma County shopping.

Part of the reason I came up to my parents was to see Libby their 15 year old dog. The family got Libby at my persistance for wanting a dog in 1990. Fortunately my sister's friend had a puppy to give away. My mom thought she was the ugliest puppy ever and we weren't going to get her. She was no bigger than the size of my hand. At first we named her Winston, hoping her vagina was really just a small penis. But she was a girl. My sister named her after my Mom's childhood nick name-- telling everyone it was because both my mom and the dog were bitches.

Now Libby is no bigger than a men's size 12 tennis shoe. She's crusty, cranky and prone to seizures. My mom basically carries her everywhere when Libby isn't sitting with my dad in his chair. She's got overgrown nails that tip tap on the hardwood floors. She's lost a lot of her teeth and her breath reeks of death. Despite that, she still loves to smile for the camera!