There I am, watching Project Runway. Catching my breath during a commercial.
And there's Faithful Companion, sitting on the comfy chair he prefers, looking at me in a way that could only be called "thoughtful."
Hey, I said, I've decided on my New Year's Resolution! Remember how 2007 was Year of the Dog, and so I decided to make it Year Of My Dog? Well it's over. Now it's the Year of the Something Else. The Snake, I think. During 2008, I'm going to ignore you totally! No more walks, no more kibble, no more scooching. Nope. No more. I'm kinda bored with having a dog. So I'm just gonna forget that I do.
Maybe I'll sell you for medical experiments.
Maybe I'll stick you with forks for fun.
Faithful Companion's big brown eyes don't even blink.
"Okay okay okay!" I say, "Kidding!"
Faithful Companion turns his head to study something on the coffee table that only he can see.
"Wanna go for a walk?" I ask.
He's off the chair, at my feet, wagging his tail right away.