Haha, just kidding. Patrick S. Tomlinson couldn’t even add anything clever to the dog naming conversation. A real writer/author/creator/good insurance agent would SLAY at this.

His ex must have been SO bored before she met her current guy. I can’t imagine the loneliness...that poor woman ruing her awful judgment in ‘men’...the wimpering of her two dogs imploring her to just run away, to just go....it can’t be worse than living here...with HIM....

Those dogs are national treasures and probably saved that woman’s life. That’s why she re-homed them. She saved them, as they saved her. ❤️

(I defy Patrick to write prose at this level. A million Fatricks at a million typewriters couldn’t do it of course, but wouldn’t that scenario be a boon for research on the connections between autism and obesity?)