"What?" I ask sipping my coffee.
"You and Sarah are pimping out Winston, The Little Gay Dog!"
"Yep," I nonchalantly reply. "He's a team player."
It's true that on my Facebook page is a giant picture of Winston, The Little Gay Dog, looking straight at you with really sad eyes, blatantly soliciting.
I had nothing to do with it.
Sarah and the little Son-of-a-bitch came up with the marketing campaign without my input.
I was out on the Beloved Back Deck helping Goddess take her medicinal marijuana for her bad eyes.
"Well, you tell him Uncle Johnny thinks it's a really cute picture."
Johnny O and Winston, The Little Gay Dog, hit it off the first time they met.
Johnny arrived at our house wearing a Toga and the puppy wore a pink fuzzy sweater with the words "There are 3 sides to every love story."
While the rest of us partied away, Toga Johnny and Winston, The Little Gay Dog, had each others back.
( If you need to take a moment and shake the visual out of your head, that's OK.)
Every day Winston, The Little Gay Dog, turns on his rainbow computer and reads whatever crap his Uncle Johnny has posted.
And every day, Uncle Johnny is helping Winston, The Little Gay Dog, make his Christmas list, which now centers around the question, "How many times does Santa come?"
Honestly, the Managing Partner doesn't allow me to have much to do with the Marketing Decisions. Goddess is cut out of the process too. Even Gypsy, the Gender Confused Cat, is locked away as Sarah and Winston, The Little Gay Dog, drive the process.
And I don't know if you've noticed or not but Johnny O is becoming an increasingly recurring character ... right up there with the Cat Lady, The Neighbor who Gardens in her underwear, and my pissed offed Guardian Angel.
I'm not saying anything's going on.
But I'm not saying its not either.
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