2 things!
1.) Jess (my owner) bought me 120 leather suit jacket (for dogs obvi) from American Apparel today. It looks really fucking good. I’m very happy I have it but I hate that she dropped that kind of coin, especially after paying 860 bucks to get her ride cleaned after I got hammered on Rose’ and people food and shit all over the upholstery.
2.) There’s a cop who lives downstairs from us. All the neighbors around here smoke TONS of weed. Granted, we’re in Venice Beach right now, but like - how does the cop deal with that and rationalize arresting people when he’s at work… Also he’s kind of a dick when he hears music (even Bruce) or me bark or whatever… Super also, why are police dogs such fucking zombie narcs?
Probably all the fucked up shit they see on a daily basis, I don’t know.
I’ll post a picture of me in the jacket tomorrow probably… It’s a good jacket.
