My dog finds things in the streets that makes me wonder how any homeless person could ever go hungry. She also runs into people that say weird things to her. This is a blog dedicated to those interactions.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
English as a second language
Neighbor: "Good morning, Phil!"
Me: "Oh, her name isn't Phil."
Neighbor: "She's a girl?!"
Me: "Yeah. Why?"
Neighbor: "I like Phil."
I am fairly certain I lost this battle, but hey, what's the harm in Bandit's other name being Phil anyway?
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