WoMans Best Friend – Throwback Thursday 08.19.09

Let me start this off by saying that I am a HUGE animal rights enthusiast, and pit-bull lover. While I would never force my beliefs upon others, I do feel very strongly about them. So if u beg to differ, that’s absolutely fine. I don’t agree with your face, so we’re even. Just don’t come at me on some “I don’t get it, it’s just a dog,” booshit or I swear I will unleash the wrath of hell on that ass. Make fun of the way I dress, my hair, the fact that I JUST became a U.S. citizen last year, or even my Twilight obsession (as if u haven’t already). But keep the insensitive crazy dog-supporter comments to urself or I will verbally gangbang u ’till the Dr. comes in to sew ur shit up.

*and end scene*

For Q lol

I remember pre-Free (aka pre-pitbull) a friends dog passed away and the entire family took off from work, stayed home from school, and mourned for a good week at the very least. To say I didn’t understand what the big deal was is a complete understatement. As I meandered through their living room and came across a family portrait on top of their mantlepiece (with the dog sitting front and center) I remember mouthing the words, “U guys need help.”


Because now, I love Free more than I love 75% of the people listed in my cell phone and best believe that if we was stuck in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina that I would’ve stayed my happy ass behind with that dog floatin on a fucking mattress until someone came back to pick both me AND her up. It’s ok guys, it’s either u agree with me or u think I’m absolutely nuts. But for those of u in limbo, let me tell u why I personally believe why dog is wo/mans best friend.

1) They love u unconditionally and expect nothing in return except maybe a pat on the head or a ball thrown in their direction every now and then. It’s true, canines are the only “dogs” that are loyal. If u are a good master, they will love the shit out of u and never leave u, cheat on u, beat u, or ask for a blow job. U can rant on and on to them about how much u hate ur job, how ur roommate is stealing ur clothes, how small ur boyfriends penis is, or how fly the new LV purses are and they will never roll their eyes at u or complain.

2) THEY THINK UR GOD. Hellllooo, d-o-g is g-o-d spelled backwards ya know. But seriously, to a dog, their owner is the messiah of masters. Ur beautiful, skinny, tall, tanned, flexible, athletic, mufuckin Cleopatra Queen of the Nile to them. U can be in ur flannel pjs with the hole in the croth and bunny slippers, with a clay mask on and rollers in ur hair and they will love u just the same as the night before when people kept callin u Angelina Jolie’s younger sister. And ur dog will never, ever tell u ur getting fat.

3) They’re reliable. Rain, shine, or snow. Monday, Friday, summer solstice. Ur puppy will ALWAYS be there for u. Even if u accidentally recorded over their favorite football hightlight reel u can guarantee that they will be awaiting ur very return home from work, sitting right by the front door tail wagging, and smiling with their tongue out!

4) They know when something is wrong. Whether it be an intruder in the house, or ur just having a bad day, dogs have more senses than just pee, play, and eat. One day I was crying on the couch and my dog tried to play with me but I was not havin it. Confused, she came closer to me and either saw the expression on my face or saw my tears and she immediately jumped on my lap and began nudging me. I told her, “No Free I don’t want to play,” and began crying even more. Then, she started to lick my face and I couldn’t help but start laughing. I don’t think any talk with a friend or bowl of ice-cream could’ve made me feel better that day.

5) And lastly, even though there are sooo many more reasons – u can never get tired of looking at ur dogs adorable face. Dogs age better than most people lol. I mean, can u seriously go home look into their puppy eyes and say, “I do not love u anymore.” I for the life of me could not. I don’t think there’s ever been a day where I looked at Free and didn’t smile, whereas, I can name numerous times I’ve looked at an ex-boyfriends face and wanted to throw something at them. But this face? I COULD NEVER.

P.S. That lovely specimen of pit-bull beauty is unfortunately not technically mine 😦 But I was the mommy. I was there when he bought her, drove an hour just to give her a pillow while she was at a kennel, took her to get her first shots, walked her in the middle of the night in the rain so she wouldn’t shit on herself, gave her baths in which I got more soaked than she did, cleaned her throw-up everytime she yacked in my car, told her stories, sang her songs, brushed her teeth, kissed her, hugged her, and loved her. So I can’t help but refer to her as “mine.”

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8 Responses to WoMans Best Friend – Throwback Thursday 08.19.09

  1. Jessie says:

    Girl I feeeeeeeel you! I'm currently on a break/broken up from my bf right now.. and i miss the shit out of "our" dog.. I love reading you blog.. i've been feeling so heartbroken lately.. and when i read you blog it just makes me feel like i'm not the only person feeling this way.. thanks so much!

  2. JusteneJaro says:

    100% agree! and well written!

  3. Kweenie Weenie says:

    You shoulda post the elote pic. I love that one. Lol

  4. Mouf.Peace says:

    jessie: sucks huh? u almost wanna go thru a custody battle and shit or set up visitation rights but on the other hand u don't want him to think that ur using the dog as a way to get to him. anyway, at least Free had a very good daddy, hope ur dog has a good one too. Feel better mama, and yes u are not the only one, u never are!

  5. Mouf.Peace says:

    jessie: sucks huh? u almost wanna go thru a custody battle and shit or set up visitation rights but on the other hand u don't want him to think that ur using the dog as a way to get to him. anyway, at least Free had a very good daddy, hope ur dog has a good one too. Feel better mama, and yes u are not the only one, u never are!

  6. Jessie says:

    Yes.. I hella feel like going through a custody battle or setting up visitacion dates.. I got "Duke" for my bf for his bday.. and he is a great daddy to our dog.. and yes, I don't want him to think i'm using "Duke" to get to him.. but yet not seein him or my dog, will probably help me cope with what's going on.. but i do miss the shit out of "duke"

  7. imee says:

    Reading this post, I kept thinking to myself “did I write this?”. Omg… I feel u so much on this topic, it’s kinda scary. One time someone said something about my living room being a mess and I just kinda grinned, then he looked over and saw my dog and said, “is that a pitbull? I don’t trust them”. I used every ounce of my strength to hold myself back (and with the help of a couple friends) from slicing the bastard’s throat. Being a grown woman, I have learned to hold my tongue when people say something I don’t agree with (oh u don’t like my dress? Well I don’t like that ur breathing my air, whatevz… keep it movin). But for whatever reason, if they say something about any of my past dogs, or the 3 I currently have, I go nutso! Anyway, cheers! What an awesome post!

  8. Eimmart says:

    Girl, tell me about it. This weekend, a lonely pitbull ran up to me as I was putting my dog in the car for a playdate on a rainy day. This dog had no tags or anything, so I went inside to get an extra collar/leash I had and put it on her, fed her, and tried everything to call the pound to come get her. Since it wasn’t an emergency, there was no way to tell when they would come and I stood outside of my house with her waiting for about an hour. (Also, eyeing to see if her owners are out looking for her.) Needlesstosay, I drove her to the shelter myself and in that 2 hours of being with her, I’ve already growned attached to her and I named her Babygirl Beau.

    This morning, I checked the San Jose Animal Care & Services website in hopes of NOT finding her photo on the lost and found section but there she was…


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