As most of you know, I’m not a huge “future planner,” but I’ve been thinking a lot about getting a dog. As much as I want one, I know that my lifestyle leaves no room for one. My salary barely stretches enough for me, let alone another living being. And it’s not like my dog would eat just a little bit or take up a little space, because really nothing about it would be little.
I want a Great Dane.
I have wanted one for as long as I can remember. I grew up with big dogs and I honestly feel that the bigger the dog, the sweeter it is. Gentle giants. Here’s a website that I sometimes frequent when I get the itch. Cuddly Bunnies!
He’s slow dancing with Oprah! How adorable!
I may only be 5’3” in 1 inch heels, but I think I could potentially be the best Great Dane owner ever. At least I won’t do this to my dog.
Poor little guy. I would never do that to Jermajesty. Oh yes, I want to name my dog Jermajesty. We would just snuggle, watch TV, have eating contests, and occasionally I would ride him to work. Wouldn’t that be grand??
If this doesn’t make you just smile from ear to ear, then please stop reading my blog because you have no soul. You are not my audience.
I just can’t wait for the day I can bring Jermajesty home. All cute and adorable smelling of puppy and sleep. Ugh. Best smell ever. Sephora should carry perfumes of puppy smell and not dirt or grass. What the hell. Who wants to smell like that? I want to smell like puppy and go to the bathroom wherever I want. Now that’s the life, but I digress.
I’m getting a Great Dane and we’re going to live happily ever after over my sister’s garage. I’m so excited. 🙂