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!


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!