A Petty Concern
"I like every dog 'cept Smokey and Uga.
Those dudes can kiss my puppy ass."
People who know me know that I'm pretty effing lame over my new puppy, and my fiancée even moreso. Daisy Mae's gone from 7 lbs to 20 lbs in a little over 6 weeks, so we recently had to buy her a new collar. I chose a bright orange reflective one, as we'll be doing a lot of camping and I'm more than a little nostalgic for the hunter's orange collars that the dogs of my youth always wore.
Everything was peachy until she ran into a Tennessee fan. I dropped ten bucks on her new, SEC-neutral collar the same day. Why not a Razorbacks collar? Because those are for gamedays.
Speaking of Razorback apparel, thanks to the Fayetteville Flyer, I'm now the proud owner of this bitchin' timepiece:




Comments
Congrats on getting the watch. We ordered two but had no luck getting either to work, even after replacing the battery. At least they still look totally badicool...
Posted by: fayettevilleflyer
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May 28, 2008 01:08 PM
...and it pulls at my copious arm hair something fierce. I'm crossing my fingers on the battery. The damn things probably never worked to begin with.
Posted by: Derek Jenkins
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May 28, 2008 01:44 PM