writings on life

The Messy Guest

Hey there,

I’m just following up

Pretend this is in a fancy card

Please accept my humble apologetic remarks

Regarding my pup

We visited your house on Saturday

All Billy wanted to do was play

He found the toy bin

He pulled out the alligator, the panda bear, the battered rope

He loved each one of them

He covered each in his signature Golden retriever drool

Moved each toy one by one through your new house

And then shed so much fur

All while we sat on the couch

Remember I told you my husband says everyone’s cleanliness standards are higher than mine?

Billy told me later he had a great time

I didn’t realize it till I laid down that night

That we’d left your once spotless house with all those toys strewn out in plain sight

The realization struck me – what kind of mother am I?

How egregious!

To let a shedding Golden into a perfectionist’s home

He took all your dogs’ toys like they were his own

I’m so sorry

I figured we’d never be invited again, hardly

But just after I dropped that card in the mailbox

My phone dinged

You invited us over for another weekend

One who accepts my pup is a true friend

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