1 month ago
Monday, March 23, 2009
This weekend I picked up Grandma's new dog Nikki from the shelter.
The dog was in the back seat with her and Adam was riding in the front. (He's allergic)
The dog's breath smelled like rotten broccoli so I had to put the window down. As soon as I did, it was like being inside a filthy snow globe with dog hair swirling all over the place.
Aside from the shedding, the dog was pretty well behaved.