Banana Diary 007 - Trade Show Puppies
25. June 2007 Category Diary
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Call me Amanda Banana, the obsessive puppy wrangler. This week I was asked to wrangle some puppies. What is it about ladies with big hair and ginormous diamond rings that they like to disturb the cutest of puppies? These puppies were being used like carrots on the end of a stick to attract people. And just who did they attract? Huge headed ladies and cell phone men. And the huge-headed ladies just had to touch them. The puppies, not the cell phone men. 50 times an hour, these puppies were being picked up. Just listen.
This one I love.
Pee, poop, vomit. Pee, poop, vomit.
Everyone else always knows better than you how to do your job. Or raise your children. Or if you’re pregnant they molest your belly, and tell you how to give birth, and how to breastfeed.
Puppy dogs and pregnant women are public property, you know.