I finally watched Marley & Me. We have a three year old yellow lab that is a sweetheart. Ever since we got her, I’ve been asked one, two… forty times. Did you read the book Marley & Me? Thanks no, I’m waiting for the movie. I’ll send you a copy. No, that’s not necess… ok sure that’d be great.
Thankfully, the book plague passed to be replaced by, you guessed it. Did you see the movie Marley & Me? Waiting for it to come out on DVD. Did you? Yes, ok, I saw the movie and I loved it. Cried my heart out. It hits that close to home. Can it be compared to Lassie? I don’t know. I think I watched that once when I was like five.
As always, I paid attention to the cars. They drove an early 80’s vintage Toyota Tercel and Honda Accord. Once they were married it was the first generation Odyssey and a Volvo. At least I didn’t fall off that deep end, I’m still in my M5 and 912. Funny the dog never tore up the cars in the movie. The must have been rentals. I used to put Abby on the back shelf of my Miata. It was a ’93 LE, black with red leather and a hard top. I took off the soft top and ran with the hard top permanently, so it was perfect for dog commuting. Just getting her in and out was enough to scratch the bajeezis out of the interior. One paw out the window and there goes your paint. Dog hair? OMG. If Marley & Me missed on one realism, it was the eight hours it takes to clean your dog soaked car before selling it.