Oops.

Chuckles. You're right; they can't. But I followed my vet's advice in this case because I was a super-paranoid, tearing-my-hair-out-with-worry owner. :-)

Oh [practically a] snap; one of mine was obsessed with DFW. Did the same thing [made a long rambly phonecall I mean, not the meth thing]. Actually, meth might have helped. ;-)

Oh come on ... someone was going to post it. ;-)

If a guy is obsessed with David Foster Wallace, Kurt Vonnegut, John Updike, Philip Roth, or Richard Brautigan, I consider that a red flag.

Ah well. Each to their own. I'm from the school of thought that believes dogs really shouldn't be eating food that isn't all-natural and sympathetic to their natural status as predators/scavengers. Yes, I know yogurt is natural, but it isn't exactly something that dogs come across by chance. No judgment because I…

Now I'm going to have that Journey song in my head all night. ;-)

You are a courageous and articulate young woman who deserves every good thing in your future. You should be very proud for coming through this with dignity and aplomb. And don't let those teasing types get you down; keep your head high and know that there are thousands of people supporting you and your dreams. Good…

Why can't people get the fact that dogs are animals? They're not little humans. They don't need the same food as humans. They aren't an excuse for one's anthropomorphic desires to fly free.

Bleargh. Just ... bleargh.

Jesus, yes. I mean, what is even in this stuff? I can't even. I would hate to see what comes out of those dogs' behinds after one of these 'treats'. Dairy + dogs? Bad ju-ju. Really bad. Sheesh.

Ha! But I'll bet — despite the amount of skin on display — that the purple dress goes all the way to the floor because, y'know, prom. ;-)

*Guffaw* Well, my coat wasn't an expensive camel-haired job; it looked like it was made of itchy brown [and not the 'good' brown] blanket. Usually with food spilled down the front.

Ye gods. I had a beret phase. And they never ever ever looked good on me. Especially when teemed with — not a trench — but a duffle coat. Oh the humanity!

She had it designed 'real special', the better to display her ink. *Shudder*

I'm glad someone else got in first with that because I don't even know where to begin with the outfits. The purple sparkly one cut away to reveal the wearer's tattoo? Classy, darl. Classy.

Yep. I saw that. Watched it because I heart Thora Birch but oh god. The shame.

Ooh, ooh ... this is like Liz Murray, the 'Homeless to Harvard' girl. Well done, Chelesa! Even with a name I am itching to write as Chelsea, I hope you continue to do well.

*Muses* I'm reading a book about fundamentalist Mormon types at the moment and one group swears by a thing called 'green drink'. "It's disgusting," said one ex-member. "But it's supposed to protect you from radiation. They said it would save us from a nuclear holocaust."

Or make your own juice. There's an idea. There are so very many juicers on the market, not all of them pricey, and you just whack your vegies/fruit in, peel and all in a lot of cases, and voila. You won't get the fancy-schmancy branded cup for bragging rights, but you'll save money.