Last week was Duncan's adoption day (how has it been a year already omg you people are getting so old). I totally forgot about it because I was in the process of working eleventy million hours so it was really bad timing for a milestone.
Then Matt texted me and was like "if you loved Duncan you would invite me and Ollie over for dinner tonight and throw a huge party and feed us" and I would have been annoyed with Matt's attempts to manipulate me if I wasn't already in the middle of drafting a text to him that said "what time did you say you were coming over tonight to install all of the baseboards in my basement" despite the fact that he definitely never agreed to do that.
When I got the text from Matt reminding me that it was Duncan's adoption day I felt bad that I forgot because his adoption day is more important than his birthday because we didn't make it up (sorry, Duncan, but your mom was a floozy and didn't keep records so we don't know exactly when you left Jesus to come to this world. You are also probably related to 25% of all living poodles so it's really good that we didn't try to breed you.).
Fortunately I hadn't walked out the door for work yet so I was able to go and take Duncan's front two paws into my quivering hands so that I could look him directly in his eyes as I embarked on a seven-minute monologue about how much I love him and how happy I am that he's in my life and what I remember about picking him up from a lady who smelled like horse poop and one gentle tear floated down the side of my face while this was happening and I'm pretty sure Duncan comprehended every word omg i'm so lonely.
Then I texted Meg because the story I wanted to produce for Strangerville this week isn't ready yet so I wanted to know if she had any stories ready to go and she said she did and then she sent me THE SADDEST DOG STORY EVER so the point is that Meg has terrible timing.
But amazing story-telling skills.
So it's a wash.
Please check out and enjoy today's Strangerville.
This time in Strangerville, Meg Morley Walter shares a tragic story about a young puppy. Also, Disneyland corndogs.
Max, by Meg Morley Walter, music by Colin Hatch
(originally produced by Derrick Clements for The Porch)
~It Just Gets Stranger