Booboo II

So this morning I'm walking to the train and I see this lady walking two Maltese dogs like my Booboo. And one of her dogs looked just like mine. And I started to feel the love for my own dog. I miss him. I might pick him up this week.

So I started to think, and there are times my thinking can be twisted, about getting another Booboo when my Booboo isn't around anymore. I thought, if I could get a dog to look just like him, I'd freak people out by telling them it's Booboo 5 to 10 years down the line. People would think he's still alive and would be amazed, but then others would think I got another one. But I'd play it off and say, "No, Booboo is still doing good." Then to show them he's still Booboo, I'd train him to attack the ankles of those who disbelieve. And if he didn't attack anyone, I'd say he's just really fucking old, dude. But he's still good.

Okay, that was my morning thought on my way to work.