ok, i’m not trying to pass this off as a photo i’ve taken, but i maintain that this might be the best thing on the planet.
some people want perfect dogs. some people want healthy, happy, shiny, golden retrievers with great pedigrees and glowing coats. me, i like the mutants.
i think there’s something amazing about having a dog-pal who probably couldn’t survive for more than 30 seconds in the wild. you get the sense that this guy, if left alone in the woods, would just stand in a field and maybe bark at a tree and then just stand there some more, waiting.
yes, this is, by my odd and personal logic, a perfect dog.
i also feel like if you took a snapshot of my soul that this is the picture that would come out. my soul: a developmentally disabled dog who kind of resembles marty feldman.