On the internet no-one knows you used to be a dog.
No offense, Elliott.
Here, I get to put my best foot forward. I get to think before hitting the Publish button.
I’m rarely editing out snarkiness. Every once in a while, I’ll look at my responses to people and my attitude is downright chipper and good-natured. And, it’s absolutely heartfelt. Have I become Pollyanna?
Once not long ago, a facebook friend gave out ‘awards’ to different people and I won something like the most upbeat person on the internet. I posted a bitchy response, just trying to be funny. It has preyed on my mind ever since. It really bothered me that he would think that my response was honest. It wasn’t! I was just trying to be funny! Augh! (oh man, I am Pollyanna…)
Man, I’m still obsessing about that. That and that red silk dress I didn’t buy about 22 years ago.
Edited for content.
Susan Scot Fry
(It was a really great dress….)
Update… I thought about this a bit yesterday, but I confess not much. It was a re-charge day and we took the dog to the dogpark Muttland Meadows and to the marina to run around on the rocks. So, what happens is, I’m able to be a happy dog when I get to re-charge and hang out with the pack. Hmmm…