Labradoodle & Goldendoodle Forum
The other day I had a friend request and excitedly clicked on my request and I was directed to a list of all my friends. The computer would not tell me who was asking to be my friend and now, my request has left the building. Listen, my kids tell me all the time that the majority of my friends are imaginary or cyber friends. It doesn’t matter to them that I can rattle off facts about many of the members or their dogs; they still shake their heads sadly at me and hold up their fingers in a big L for Loser.
I get so tired of telling them that Karen said this about dog food or F said that about Julia Roberts or Jane is working hard with Murphy or how Ricki pronounces Tara’s name, only to have them say, “mom, do you have any friends that others can see?” I told them these are real people and we have come together because we love Doodles and of course, the daughter with the French Bulldogs said, “oh, that is right…what is the name of your group again?….Nuts with Mutts?” She knows darn well, we go by DoodleKisses and I am pretty sure her husband and she sat around one night rhyming words that go with nuts, insane, crazy, bonkers, or kooky, and this was the best they could come up with between them. Personally, I prefer Bonkers for Doodle Honkers, but I am keeping that to myself because that kid does not need any help.
No matter what I am called by my family, I like when I get a friend request and now it is gone. I am sure that person thought, “The heck with you, lady! Who do you think you are ignoring my friend request?” but I didn’t ignore it, some gremlin inside DoodleKisses was working overtime to thwart all my efforts to find a new friend.
So, I am taking a moment and singing at the top of my lungs in the direction of Washington to the tune of Papa, Can you Hear Me?
Adina, Can you see me?
Adina, Can you find me in the night?
Adina, Are you near me?
Adina, Can you hear me?
Adina, Can you help me not be frightened?
Looking at my computer I seem to see
One friend request, who is it now?
I can’t respond to you
Although I have tried so many times
Now, that I’m alone
Friend, Please forgive me
Try to understand me
It was out of my control
Can’t you hear me praying?
That you come back to me
Please listen to what I’m saying
And give me one more chance
Adina, How I love DK
Adina, How I need my friends
Adina, Can you hear me?
Adina, Help me understand
Adina, Can you hear me??
I am not saying I am a bad singer, but what I lack in pitch and tone, I make up for in volume, and I guarantee if I was at Adina and Clark’s house and happened to be singing this song to them in person, they would ask me what it was going to take to shut me up. All I would say is, “I just want my friend back!!” Remember, my daughter lives in Oregon. It is really not that far to go to sing a friend a song.
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Oh no. Well I'd lose a brother but Laurie would be off getting three hots and a cot. Do you think they'll give her internet access?
Sure they would have to just to keep her calm. Otherwise it would be solitary for the safety of the other "guests". Just think of the blogs she could write...what would happen to the doodles? Do they look good in stripes?
I refuse to go to jail without my Doodles :)
They will be allowed but the cell is small for your requisite walks. You might get dizzy.
F, He may try, but he might not live through the aftermath :) LOL
We changed the scenario to where you end injail, see above. We know you : )
I hope he just realizes he is stuck and nothing bad has to happen to him and I can stay home with my Doodles :)
What a fine story ending.
Bonnie is right.....I can't let him go...I need the blog material.
Ricki also has a great point...I did say, "until death do us part," although, I told him we would be together for all eternity and he said he only agreed to "until death do us part."
Basically, he is screwed either way...LOL!!
Bonnie, I just snorted coffee through my nose, too. I should have known not to be sipping when I clicked on a Laurie discussion!
PJ, Sorry....LOL!!
Exactly!!!
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