Fresh Air
There are few things in the world that I've done more of than sit in a dark dungeon like room and pound away at my computer for hours on end. "No!" I hear your cries, "No! That can't be! You're so cool. And hip! Sitting in a room alone for hours?! In the dark!?!" I know, I know. As hard as it is to believe I am a geek. A (used to) sit in his mom's basement while he trolled usenet (or DMB forums, whatever) geek. Then I got a dag.
("Dag? What's a dag?"
"You know, dags."
"Oh... Dogs... yeah.... Yeah, I like Dags")
A week ago tomorrow B and I got Molly (then Kelly) and brought her home. A full blooded, utterly adorable one year seven month old Beagle. No. She doesn't look like Snoopy. Since we got her, we've been tired (physically and mentally), walking a lot more than we ever thought we would (after Texas -- I have stories to tell about that too don't I? Hrrm.. I'll get there in another post), and did I mention tired? More than tired, however, I've been outside and walking. I've gone on more walks with Molly than I have in the last year (excluding Texas), and it's glorious. We're walking up hills, we're walking down hills, playing in parks, playing in the street, and it's just so much fun. Especially playing in the street. Making her play chicken with cars is just a hoot... you should try it sometime -- fun for the whole family.
This little pup has got me so enamored with, you know, nature (suburban nature... nature light.) I'm actually working on this post from a lawn chair in my backyard while Molly runs around untended in the street. I'd go after her, but it's just so comfy in this chair in the sun. Ahh nature.
-Jon
Molly. Miss Molly to You.
I am, now, a Baby Daddy. And B is her Mommy. Her name is Molly. But you may call her Miss Molly. She is our Beagle. She is beautiful and smart and wondrous and quiet and cute and already crate trained. Have I meantioned that she loves the shit out of me? She freaks out when I'm not here. I think it's because I'm the coolest dog owner in the world (I wouldn't be the dog owner I am w/out B of course) So, I think that, despite the fact that Molly is so totally a daddy's girl, I wouldn't be half as good at being her dad w/out B. That aside, my dog freaking love me.
If you'd like to meet her, awesome. If you have a dog, you might want to wait a week or two so her kennel cough goes away. Other than that she's perfect, and her little dag coughs are cute too.
-Jon