i am not a animal person. . .

i am just not.

and i feel guilty about it. yesterday i had a rare treat - i got to smell like wet dog whilst getting jumped on and licked.

the dog must just hate me. he tries to play and be sweet and give affection and i pet his head for a minute and then make him get down. then he looks so sad and dejected and rejected. and then i feel guilty for not being his best friend. but not guilty enough to play with him. no i feel guilty for just admitting all this.

this morning i cut my hand on my umbrella, so that sucks.