Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, I was in a shitty relationship.  I bought this dude a puppy and she ended up not being to into him so Leela ended up being my dog and he got his own.  I always said, when the puppies were grown, I would take them out on my skates and have them pull me around the neighborhood.   When they got to be grown up, I tried to take them out on my skates. My stupid partner told me that the dogs couldn't handle it and I was too heavy. About a year later, he and I both witnessed a single dog about half Leela's size, drag around one of my teammates on her skates. I said, "Hey look at her and her wiener dog! I can do that with two corgis!" He pointed out that she was much smaller than me and still would not let me take the dogs out on skates.  We broke up last September but, I still did not do many of the things he didn't want me doing. I don't know if I was afraid to or if it was just habit but last week I crossed one of the things I was never allowed to do off my list. I let Leela drag me around the neighborhood.  She could do it on her own, even without Naru helping her. I was not too heavy. We both loved it. Although I doubt he reads my blog, I have words for him.


Suck it, douche bag.