December 27, 2012 by hookershorde
December 27th, 2012 – In My Next Life, I Want to Come Back as Mr. Sunny Sunny Bun Bun
Since it’s holiday break, I can watch trashy television guilt-free. I don’t have to grade papers, get up early, or pack a lunch.
So, here I am, reclining on the sofa with ABC, cold Sauvignon Blanc, and the dogs. Mr. Sunny Sunny Bun Bun, the morbidly obese toy poodle with Cushing’s Syndrome that moved in last August, started barking. He was in the corner chewing with gusto on a marrowbone. Then, he let out his squeaky bark. His bark grew louder.
I pushed the recliner down, got up and helped him off the sofa and outside.
In my next life, I want to be Mr. Sunny Sunny Bun Bun. Sure, it’s a drag that he has Cushing’s Syndrome, but when he gets tired, he rolls in his stroller, eats smashed sweet potatoes and green beans, and gets lifted onto the bed each night.