He is Dirty, but he is my Buddy

Hear my shallow angst my amigos y amigas, for I introduce this very filthy and stinking blue pet in the society where we all dwell, and as I mentioned from the very start his nombre is Dodie. My amigo never care for anything about impurities, hygiene and the like; the same way he never worry about the flies that wraps him whole day and whole night.

My amigo never talk to me whenever I visit him and a soap is with me. He's excellente in pretending that my existence is not there...always have a bad feeling that I will scrub him so hard until his skin is transparent and his disgusto about this is so apparent.

He will prefer to watch TV everytime I talk about the latest pet shampoo in town, even the TV is off and no power in his house. He never welcome my words, he never welcome my proposed hygiene, and with this I feel like he will never welcome me anymore...

Me no likey dirty pets, me know they annoy me all the time. But my amigo Dodie is one good friend I really care about. We shared many ups and downs... just like the wheat drinks we share as we bottoms up and later put the mug down when it's done.

No matter what, Dodie is still my amigo. So everytime there's a party in my house, I always invite him and welcome even those flies attached to him. He is dirty, ain't no heavy...and he is still my buddy.

I love my friends for who they are! :)