Tonight I decided to run the crap out of Bodhi in the hopes that he would sleep the rest of the night. I can walk that jerk for over an hour and when he gets in the door he will tear the house up. So tonight I ran him for 1 solid hour all over this town. That little piece of crap has been going redline since we got in the door.
I went to pay his baby sitter today. I told her I didn't have the money but that I'd give her him until I was able to round up a few bucks. She actually said she'd just wait for the loot. Of course I was kidding and had the money all along but it just shed some pretty serious light on the magnatude of my situation. This lady works at the local shelter with dogs that Teller County residents don't want. What does that say about the fat man? She paused when I asked her if she'd be up for watching him again. Kinda like when a female asks if she looks fat in something. YOU DON'T PAUSE!!!