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March 20, 2010
I called my mother yesterday. I usually call her on Saturday. She wants me to come visit, but I have not been able to. I told her the daughters wanted to get me a dog. “Don’t do it,” she said. I could hear her dog yapping in the background. “You have to give it baths.” I had forgotten about bathing the dog. “You got to pay vet bills. You got to get up at four AM in the morning to let it out.”
“They say people with dogs live longer.”
“It’s a lie,” says my 84-year-old mother. “They kill you.”