Backsliding

Sometimes it's really hard for me to resist free stuff, even if I have absolutely no use for it or if it's complete junk.  It's a flaw of mine, and I'm working on it.

Also, I'm not really allowed to go on the free section of Craigslist because I always end up clicking on cute dogs who need homes and we've decided about 400 different times that it would be a bad idea to get another dog (Mitch is an only pet).  Then I get all depressed and sad and sometimes I start crying. 

But the other day I randomly clicked on the free Craigslist thing, and ended up getting a super cool dresser for free.  (It's going to be so awesome I can't even stand it.)

So now I'm all thinking I'm going to hit free Craigslist gold with every visit, which is silly and foolish.

I was tempted to go check this out, even if just for entertainment.  I mean, an Irishman dumping clothes in an alley in a waterproof bag?  What's not fun about that? 

I ended up thinking better of it because I don't really need clothes right now, and knowing me I would grab the wrong bag and the bag I grabbed would be full of snakes and spiders and jumpy frogs and then it would be the worst day ever.

I should've quit Craigslist's free page with that ad.

But then--then! 

Who can turn down a free piece of ass?

Ha!  Jokes.  And free donkeys!

Will you please ask Matt if I can get a pet donkey?*

*Annnnnnnd. . .I've officially run out of ways to waste time on the internet.

Miniature Pets!

Matt and I have spent much time debating whether or not Mitch needs a dog brother. Pretty much every time I see a puppy and smell puppy breath, my entire being yearns for a new pup.

Through our deliberations, however, we've realized that we are good as a trio, and that another dog would not necessarily increase the quality of Mitch's (or our) life. He's an only dog. He's also spoiled.

I think I've stumbled upon a solution, though. Why another dog? Why not another type of animal? Mitch has, of course, decreed that no cat enter our household, but would he be happy with a miniature hedgehog brother, Millard?

Or a pygmy horse, Mickey?

I know I would love to give Mitch a goat brother, Miguel.

The best is the micro pig, though. I'd name him Mario, and I think he'll be a great addition to our little family.

Come on. These pictures make me shriek because I'm so overwhelmed by the cute. Absurd.

(I stole all of the pictures from The Guardian. Read the full article, and see all 20 pictures of miniature pets.)