R.I.P. Jethro
March 23rd, 2008 | by Paul |My favorite dog in the world has died. His name was Jethro and he was the sweetest, cutest, coolest little pup ever.
He belonged to my friend Laurie and had a weird knack for playing when you wanted to play and resting when you wanted to rest. He was obliging, which is a good quality in dogs.
Mourn ya till I join ya, boy.
Since then, I’ve been sweeter to my roommate’s cat, a scratchy, bitey little number named Sauerkraut. Vicious little cat, but loves to play with string.
Last year, Americans spent $39 billion on their pets, accor (sorry to interrupt this conversation about how I’ve been sweeter to Sauerkraut. Had to lock the little bastard in the bathroom because it kept chewing on my computer’s power cord.)
Last year, Americans spent $39 billion on their pets, according to this San Francisco Chronicle article.
Makes you think. Jethro just wanted to cuddle, play with tennis balls and not have cancer. Sauerkraut is fascinated by pieces of string (I did leave the string in the bathroom with her, just to show I’m not a total jerk.) What are these people spending money on?