I just got told that our strange little lives would "make good reality TV" somehow I don't think that's exactly true...
We recently tried to get a dog from one of these militant rescue places. They checked our references and even did a home visit. I could have gotten foster kids easier and made extra money and had them sleep in the spider infested basement... What the hell? Then we saw the dog's foster mom open mouth kiss the dog. Porno style. I swear. She says "I don't care if you eat poop... you can kiss me on my mouth" and they slurp away. She kept the dog...
Woof woof...
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