Monday, September 1, 2008

Who's your Papa?

I gave her a new name: Papaya. She looks at me curiously whenever I say it. I call her “Papa” for short. She also doesn’t mind “Foxy Lady.” (When she's getting a belly rub, her face looks pointy, like a fox.)

Last night, Joe and Sarah came over for ice cream. Papaya lounged around and farted. It seems she feels perfectly at home.

Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I’m adopting her. Come by and meet her!

3 comments:

Veeda said...

Hey there! It's good to hear from you. I'm glad to find your blog too and glad to see you're keeping up with writing.

I really liked your tennis story. Did anything happen with it?

Addie said...

Congrats to both you and Miss farty Papaya. :D
Yay for love, puppy cuddles, and adoptions!

Molly said...

Congratulations Naomi! Papaya is one lucky dog!