my mom, that superstar of a woman, made a snide comment about me
growing up with a baby blanket. in the midst of another mom v. son
battle, she claimed that i have no sense of security and confidence. well...moreso than a blanket for warmth and security....i wish i grew up with a dog. it would have not only given a shared emotional bond towards "man's best friend" , the pups reciprocated unconditional love would have brought our family closer together throwing away the shackles of the east/west, mtv vs confucion culture of patriarchy...i would have been that kid, singing "my buddy my buddy"....sharing spoonfuls of peanut butter straight from the jar with the pooch. dirty, messy, and happy.
2 comments:
can you ship a lil pup over? thanks. :)
@yumiemomo - he's in kaoshiong.
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