So instead of an engagement ring, I bought a puppy...

What does that say about me? In all fairness, I had been saving for this magical ring of "commitment." But puppies are cute, cuddly and something we both can enjoy. Or I'm just easily distracted....hmmmm. Now, my girlfriend/domestic partner/roomie/lovah/whatamacallit are bonded by a 3 month and growing miniature dachshund named Joey. This type of dog has proved difficult in both training and google searching his characteristics....as I have trouble spelling both miniature and dachsund. I could rationalize that I bought us a future ring bearer, complete with doggie farts and accidents all over the apartment. Although those dreams of a super gay wedding, renting a zipcar to Connecticut, being married by someone we found on the internet will just have to be on hold...yet again.