Last weekend Cooper and I were dog sitters for my bro’s brown boy: Finney. Oh my, I need a dog. 1.) We (Finney and I) spooned for a solid 3 hours and it could have lasted longer but my phone went off. It was true spooning (he is about my height when on his hind legs)…he even had his head on my chest while in a deep deep dream. Oh my. Heaven. 2.) Dogs create for a greater social life when you don’t have one. Every spot we ventured to people would talk to us about the dog. In a city where people are closed off and don’t acknowledge one another…if you have a dog life is different. 3.) Dogs can be tourist attractions. Finney likes to carry Nathan’s shopping bags as “his job.” After Cooper bought a t-shirt Finney claimed ownership of the bag. When you are walking through Union Square or along the cable car route…let me tell ya…a dog carrying your shopping bag is a bonafide tourist attraction. Photos were taken care of us that day…if only I had taken a shower.
This coming weekend we are off to Colorado for 48+ of more dog time plus babypalooza Actually, Amelia is no longer a baby now that she is sleeping in my bed, but there is a big baby brewing in my sista’s belly and he/she is about to pop!
Author: Ali Carras
At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change.
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