Wrong Dog

It pains me to say that I have given up on Lileks. I used to read him first thing in the morning EVERYDAY but after a couple of years I couldn't bear it anymore (I am sure a handful of people feel the same way about TDR ater a couple of days . . .). But I do check in once in a while when I am stuck with NOTHING BETTER TO DO. When he is on, he is on:

Teaser:

The doorbell rang at 6:30, and Natalie lit up with delight: she’s here! Daisy’s here! I went to the door, and beheld a beautiful mutt with a silky red coat and a black muzzle. Perfect size. Smart face. Eager manner. This was our new dog!

Something inside of me said:

wrong dog

this is the wrong dog