Int. Chez Diana. Diana cleans furiously. Rio and TempDog look on, curiously. What is this “broom” thing? Why is Diana wielding it with such vehemence? They liked the doggie hair tumbleweeds that rolled across the hardwood. They were comfy and amusing.
Diana: I’m getting you both full body waxes.
Diana alternates cleaning with word sprints with Carrie. Dogs look on, disappointed.
Rio: Mommy, it’s so pretty outside. Let’s go play soccer! Put that white keyboard thingy away. Or at least throw it so I can fetch.
TempDog smacks keyboard. Keys fly off.
Ext. Beltway, Friday afternoon traffic [Prod. Note: If location unavailable, please substittue sixth circle of Hell.]. Diana pounds steering wheel in frustration. TempDog, crated in backseat, wonders where he’s going and why the little red one was left at home.
Phone rings. Is Sailor Boy.
Phone rings. Is Diana’s houseguest.
Phone rings. Is Diana’s best friend.
Phone rings. Is Sailor Boy again.
It starts pouring rain. During this time, Diana’s car moves approximately seven feet.
[Prod. Note: Would FX of Diana's head exploding be too expensive to film?]
Int. Vet’s Office. TempDog sits around looking adorable and chilll while every other dog in the place has a loud freak-out.
Vet: How could anyone abandon this guy? He’s a real sweetheart.
TempDog rolls over to get his tummy rubbed.
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June 1st, 2009 at 8:23 am
How can anybody abandon an animal is right. I ask myself that every time I rescue a stray.
The slow traffic would of sent me over the edge. (Hugs)Indigo
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June 1st, 2009 at 11:26 am
Ha! 495 on a Friday?…Nope, Don’t miss it.
I ask the same question, who can abandon an animal, also, how can someone abuse an animal, because so many times those two events go in tandem.
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June 1st, 2009 at 11:37 am
He really is the sweetest thing ever. Fortunately, it looks like he’s going to be adopted by a sweet couple. Woo hoo! Happily ever afters for us all!
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June 1st, 2009 at 1:23 pm
It sounds as though you have the same attitude toward housecleaning that I do: Why bother? You clean the house, and six months later, you have to do it all over again.
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June 1st, 2009 at 2:41 pm
I’m imagining some kind of dramatic, violins sweeping, violence is about to ensue music for this scene. Maybe even something akin to “Psycho.” Depending, of course, on the violence of the destruction of the doggie hair tumbleweeds.
I can hook you up with that, if you need. I know a guy.
(Hope your Monday’s going better!)
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June 1st, 2009 at 3:45 pm
What a sweetie tempdog has been. I’m really glad you’ve found a home for him, although Rio will probably miss his playmate. He may even start hinting (check the blog
Purpleranger – you had me Lol. We have wood floors and it always amazes me how much little fur decides to go behind and under the couch. And I sweep every week.
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June 1st, 2009 at 6:34 pm
Hilarity. On days like this, I always see my life as some kind of scripted Judd Apatow movie.
Are you a dog foster family now? Did I miss the post when you discussed this? Because I think that’s so wonderful, and it sounds like Rio loves having TempDog around. Let me know if it’s very hard to let the dogs go at the end – I’ve been thinking about volunteering for kitty duty at the local SPCA, but my boyfriend is afraid that we’ll just end up adopting every single kitten I meet!
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June 1st, 2009 at 7:03 pm
We are fostering, Tiff. It’s all very exciting. He’ll be gone in a few days, though!
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