December 15, 2009
I lost my beloved Fifi dog just over a year ago now (if you haven’t guessed it, she was another casualty in the great Dunwoody fire - I know, I know, enough with the fire already, but please indulge me just this once… and then maybe about 14 more times after this). Despite the fact that I didn’t always treat her that well, I loved Fifi, she was with me from day one, and I loved her.  I pulled out all of her eyelashes (barbaric, I know), and I ripped off her pretty red bows, and I dragged her around so much her big floppy head was barely attached to her limp little body anymore.  But I loved her.  And as a 26 year old woman, I’m not ashamed to say it. Now a beaver and a goose keep me company.  I pass them off as trendy decor bric-a-brac by day, but come nightfall, they are my special stuff, bringing me comfort in my lonely little studio apartment, cozying up to me under the warm glow of my tiny pink christmas tree.  We are happy together.  We are stylish, artsy, strange, comfy and cozy all together in my bed. Fifi la Femme, you will always be missed.  Now its just me, a beaver and a goose.  (tee hee)

I lost my beloved Fifi dog just over a year ago now (if you haven’t guessed it, she was another casualty in the great Dunwoody fire - I know, I know, enough with the fire already, but please indulge me just this once… and then maybe about 14 more times after this).

Despite the fact that I didn’t always treat her that well, I loved Fifi, she was with me from day one, and I loved her.  I pulled out all of her eyelashes (barbaric, I know), and I ripped off her pretty red bows, and I dragged her around so much her big floppy head was barely attached to her limp little body anymore.  But I loved her.  And as a 26 year old woman, I’m not ashamed to say it.

Now a beaver and a goose keep me company.  I pass them off as trendy decor bric-a-brac by day, but come nightfall, they are my special stuff, bringing me comfort in my lonely little studio apartment, cozying up to me under the warm glow of my tiny pink christmas tree.  We are happy together.  We are stylish, artsy, strange, comfy and cozy all together in my bed.

Fifi la Femme, you will always be missed.  Now its just me, a beaver and a goose.  (tee hee)

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