10 November 2005

What I love, almost more than anything else in the world, is the smell of my dog. She smells like a combination of dryer sheets and freshly baked bread. No kidding. She only gets a bath about once every three months. She is a prime example of the chihuahua specimen. Her name is Marcy, and she is ultra-fabulous. What makes me laugh is when people make fun of my devotion to her. She is feisty, snarly, sassy and a real bitchy kind of creature. Kind of like me. My Mom calls her the intimidator. My good friend Mina calls her little piglet. I call her the love of my life.

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