My Sunday

My Sunday was great had the day off, my son and daughter went out for a baby shower, so I had the house to myself, so I could clean and rearrange the house, so I had hoped. I put Gia (Terrier) outside with Naughty Boy (Pit Bull), Gia hates that, Naughty loves it. Naughty is 8 month and huge. Gia is about 5 yrs. old and booshie.



I ran out of medication...which is needed to clean house, so the plan is to search http://www.weedmaps.com/ for a new dispensary. Newbies alway get sweet treatment. I get a call from my son reminding me to that I have to take Naughty to Petco to get shots. I hadn't taken this guy anywhere before, he is huge. It is 1:45 so I had to push it to Lakewood cause the Vetco stops at 3pm. I get him in the car ok, but once I get to Petco, it got crazy.  Naughty is so strong and he wants to play with all the dogs in the store, and the kids want to rub him, and he wants to lick them. I am suppose to be with a furious Pit Bull name "Naughty". Patricia called and she is complaining about how compassionate she is and how she hates it. I can't concentrate on what the hell she is really complaining about, cause Naughty is just a pulling trying to get to this big dog that is trying to get to him. I become uncompassionate to Patricia and the kids that keep asking can I rub the dog, cause I don't know if you should rub my beast cause I don't know him that well and I tell Patricia I got to go cause I can't hold my phone, my dog, and fill out these papers out about my dog. He get 4 shots and some stuff in his mouth for $59 and we are on our way. I am driving and I get this wif of dog really strong. I glance back and Naughty has thrown up all over my back seat. I don't know rather it was the medicine or if he got car sick. I am upset now and traffic has really slowed down now, cause I am in a hurry to get him home. I look at him and before I could say anything, he throws up again. My blood pressure is high now because, traffic won't let me go any faster, to get this vomiting machine out of my car. I pull in the driveway, and open the door for him to get him and out he vomits again. I got him out and he darts for the backyard.  I hate I have to take him back in 4 weeks. I cleaned my car up and my kids return. I got in my car and growled at them because after all I wasn't even medicated. I went to a great dispensary in Huntington Beach, the spot is right off the water I seen some patients leaving, that came over in a canoe, that was cool. I got a free gram and some top shelf. I am going to medicate and go to the gym.