So Brian went to a Pit Bull show in South Gate and came home with a ton of free samples, toys, and information. There was this one pet supply store in Long Beach that had a great deal on Innova, a supposedly great dog food for pit bulls. Since I've been working so much, Brian's been taking great care of my pup, all day.
Today, I forgot my lunch at home, and Brian was going to Long Beach to buy the dog food so I asked if he could bring me my food before he went. He said yes (a little to my surprise) and when he got to my job he had little Jack in the truck for the ride. I enjoyed seeing my boys for a minute then went to the back to eat lunch.
I closed the store that night and after I locked the door I went to the back and checked my phone. There was a barrage of texts, I didn't even read them all, just saw they were from Brian and the tone was fairly angry. So I called.
"Hi, what's up?"
"You don't even know, I left the car for 2 minutes to run in the store and the dog shit and pissed all over my car! The only place he didn't tag was my seat."
Attempting to muffle my laughter "Oh no...."
"It's alright, I cleaned it all up but it was a huge pain in the ass and now my car smells like
bleach. This poor dog has abandonment issues"
"Oh my poor puppy"
"Oh your poor husband"
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sorry
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