I was driving through Hoboken today coming back from the supermarket and realize that today is the one year anniversary of the death of the first and only dog i ever liked (dare I say loved?). He name was Leela. She was an awesome companion to an old friend of mine and I greatly appreciated the time I had with her. I’m allergic to dogs and cats, so I never grew up with any pets (besides the occasional fish). I’ve never been a fan of pets either, but this dog was different. Leela showed me how cool dogs could be and for that I’m grateful. If it wasn’t for the poo (which ironically even tho that’s the name of this blog, i don’t like) and the responsibility, there is a good chance I’d have a dog today. I miss Leela; even her drool.