i didn't know how to respond

i know it's dangerous to blog about work...especially certain people at work. so. the following conversation took place between myself and a Mexian penpal i chat with daily over MSN messenger.

him: i have a dog

me: oh? i love dogs! what kind?

him: she has no kind. her name is Zorra.

me: cute

him: she likes to play a lot. she's always on me. jumping, making noises...like a baby crying

me: yes, well, dogs are a lot of work.

him: yes. she even eats better than me.

** five minutes of silence **

him: once i had a dream...and she died in that dream.

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