Dog.

My grandma just got a new dog. It's really young and a mix between a chihuahua and a wiener dog. I haven't seen is yet, but I'm told it can fit in the palm of your hand. Wyatt knows. He was holding it so my mom could take a picture, and it urinated all over him. Ha. Humorous.

I don't really like dogs. They're kind of annoying. They chew on things. And make messes all over the place. And are noisy. And need attention or they go crazy. And run.

I'm more of a cat person. Cats just kind of sit around and sleep. Every once in a while they may cry for food. Other than that, they're pretty independent. They keep all of their messes in contained areas. They're pretty quiet. And they're soft. Also they're way smarter than dogs.

If I were to get a dog, I'd probably name it Señor Chomsky. Just because it's awesome

Or maybe I'd name it Tim Johnson because that's hilarious.( Even if it's the name of a certain Illinois congressman who doesn't tip.)

One time I went into that puppy store in the mall in Champaign and said "dogs are overrated" really loudly. Everyone in the store, including the sales-lady-person gave me a look like they wanted to kill me. I hurriedly left. Talk about awkward..

My other grandma may get a dog....

This has been a random blog of thoughts concerning dogs. Thanks for "listening".

MATH=DEVIL