I have a bit more ( a.k.a a fuck ton more) crazy in my family than most people. It doesn't bother me so much and I have accepted that I have a bit of crazy in me. No big deal.
Until, I started having imaginary dog friends. I mean, it's not like I ever had all my marbles. It's just that I don't really want to have imaginary friends that aren't mythical.
Mindy and I go on long runs together every Sunday. During the week, I run by myself. I generally stay in my neighborhood, but I go different routes. About a month ago, I was running and there was this sweet red pit mix in a yard. She seemed so sweet that I stopped to pet her. For the most part, I avoid petting dogs in fences, but she was so sweet that I could not help myself. Later that day, I told Mindy about it and wanted to show her the dog. We drove by, no dog. We've run by, no dog. We've bicycled by, no dog. Earlier this week, I was out on another run and there was my friend. Once again, I told Mindy. We ran by the house today, no dog. Also, it doesn't even look like a dog has even been in that yard.
I have another dog friend that is along my walking route to work. It's a small dark scruffy mutt with a red moustache. Everytime I have tried to show Mindy this dog it has not been there.
So on Thursday, Mindy was more than a tad bit skeptical when I told her about the Great Dane puppy I had seen that day.
I told Mindy that next time I saw one of my dog friends, I would take a picture. She informed me that when I sent her the picture of my dog friend and it did no actually have a dog in it, she would just go along with it.
Until, I started having imaginary dog friends. I mean, it's not like I ever had all my marbles. It's just that I don't really want to have imaginary friends that aren't mythical.
Mindy and I go on long runs together every Sunday. During the week, I run by myself. I generally stay in my neighborhood, but I go different routes. About a month ago, I was running and there was this sweet red pit mix in a yard. She seemed so sweet that I stopped to pet her. For the most part, I avoid petting dogs in fences, but she was so sweet that I could not help myself. Later that day, I told Mindy about it and wanted to show her the dog. We drove by, no dog. We've run by, no dog. We've bicycled by, no dog. Earlier this week, I was out on another run and there was my friend. Once again, I told Mindy. We ran by the house today, no dog. Also, it doesn't even look like a dog has even been in that yard.
I have another dog friend that is along my walking route to work. It's a small dark scruffy mutt with a red moustache. Everytime I have tried to show Mindy this dog it has not been there.
So on Thursday, Mindy was more than a tad bit skeptical when I told her about the Great Dane puppy I had seen that day.
I told Mindy that next time I saw one of my dog friends, I would take a picture. She informed me that when I sent her the picture of my dog friend and it did no actually have a dog in it, she would just go along with it.