Monday, January 3, 2011

If You Seek Amy

When I was a young teen, hanging out in the 'square'- we all went by street names.... I went through a few before settling on 'Cherry', the girl who I followed downtown who I thought was just the coolest.  thing. ever.  was named Peach- I liked aligning myself with her by taking on a fruit name.... once getting the 'Cherry' part down, I took on the full (street) name of 'Cherry Mary Muffin'- a doll around for two minutes in the early 90s.

So on New Year's Day- I peeled myself off the couch for a brief moment to walk to the store in search of pop and candy.  Mission accomplished.  Abs rolled with.  On our way home, we came face to face with a pug.  Abbey tried to eat it... which I don't condone necessarily... but this whole incident brought to my attention my major pug guilt.... I'm not into pugs, completely irrationally- I don't think I've ever had a pug interaction, but as a chihuahua owner, another breed often irrationally hated- I feel like I should be more open minded....

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