While I waited for my bestie Jason to get out of work, I decided to take his lovely lab Coco for a walk. Let me just tell you...she is the sweetest, most mild-mannered chocolate lab, and walking her is always a relaxing experience. Or it always WAS a relaxing experience.
Apparently Coco, being the diva that she is, and being the dog of two even bigger divas (Jason and Bryan), expects everyone else to be just as fabulous as she is. This became apparent when a poorly dressed, plump woman* stepped out of her car just as we were passing. Miss Coco lost her shit. I have rarely even heard this dog bark, let alone release the killer-dog raging growl that emanated from her cute little face.
The good news is...I'm not the only bitch in town.
*Fat slob in sweatpants who hadn't brushed her hair since the Bush administration.
Apparently Coco, being the diva that she is, and being the dog of two even bigger divas (Jason and Bryan), expects everyone else to be just as fabulous as she is. This became apparent when a poorly dressed, plump woman* stepped out of her car just as we were passing. Miss Coco lost her shit. I have rarely even heard this dog bark, let alone release the killer-dog raging growl that emanated from her cute little face.
The good news is...I'm not the only bitch in town.
*Fat slob in sweatpants who hadn't brushed her hair since the Bush administration.
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