"THE LITTLE GAY DOG!" exclaimed the seven people sitting on the porch with him.
It is true that Winston, the little gay dog, has cultivated a following.
Chris from Yates Astro was spraying the house for bugs when he stopped what he was doing, his eyes growing wide and he asked, "Is that Winston, the little gay dog?"
Winston was watching him wearing a pair of dark sunglasses and a black sweater vest with words in white. "Homoland Security! Protecting America from Heterosexuals!"
"Yep," I answer. "That's the little Diva."
Chris went nuts and asked if he could take pictures.
"I guess," I said as he whipped out his phone and snapped several shots.
Shrugging my shoulders, I looked at Goddess who has obtained a prescription to treat Glaucoma with marijuana from the Veterinary Clinic. She's surfing the Web and spends a lot of time at ourweed.com. She's also spending more time in the yard and has learned how to turn on the water hose.
I need to investigate but Winston, the little gay dog, has been working on his autobiography and he's absolutely convinced it will become a major motion picture.He hasn't let me read it but Sarah says it's pretty good.
He spends more time with her than me and I think she's helping him polish the manuscript before deciding who he wants to use as a publisher. He talks about her being his agent.
I gotta go.
UPS is at the door with a package for Goddess.
