sparky

I got a roommate during my vacation. I blame the car that hit him.

Josh and Olga went to California to see Olga’s parents this past week, so they left their dog Sparky with my sister Stephanie here in Albuquerque. All was well until I received a phone call at work Tuesday from Josh. Apparently, Stephanie had opened her front door, forgetting that her gate was open, and Sparky was off like a shot, right into the street. Screeching tires ensued and Sparky got himself hit by a car.

Needless to say, drama ensued.

Sparky was all right. He has a slight limp and was more scared than anything else. The problem now was that Stephanie, who works all day, could not keep an eye on an injured Sparky while she was at work.

Enter me, the one Perez sibling on vacation, yet still in Albuquerque.

Sparky is a very high-energy little mutt. He’s constantly running around and driving me nuts, demanding my attention every time I sit down.

Still, like Han Solo once said, short help is better than no help. And it’s nice to have the company.

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