| Sunday, December 10 |
Do You Hear The Voices?
I've decided that really owning a dog just gives me an excuse to talk to myself. We have entire conversations. And by we, I mean that I talk to him, usually in weird voices, while he stares at me. The dog has also managed to accumulate quite the list of nicknames in a short time... Gus, Gus Gus, Guster, Gusserson, Gustav, Gussy, Gus the Bus. He doesn't really respond to any of those. Unless he feels like it. And if, by chance, he feels like responding, he'll also respond to Fritz, Johan, or Shithead.
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