DOG, A MAN'S BEST FRIEND...OR IS IT?

The much awaited weekend arrived. I ve been waiting for this since monday. Taking a break from the mundane stuff and go craaazzzy. Okay, not that crazy, just a little bit, one 'a' and one 'z' would do the job. My best friend Joe, urged me to go to this party. Yeah party, go wild... thats what I thought. It was his friend's and I don't know him that much. And there we were, at the party. At first I was kinda happy, coz I dint knew a single soul there. If anything embarrasing happened like... I puked after a couple'a drinks which doesn't happen very often mind you, nobody's gonna nickname me or make fun of me for the next zillion years. When I was savouring this happy moment, SHE came. Joe's crush. He thinks she's an angel and she thinks he's a schmuck. I tried to talk but he just wouldn't listen. Ignoring me, He went for her to say 'Hi'. Trust me that is all the conversation they gonna have. He's been trying for three years now and never got beyond Hi. Hearing chuckles behind me I turned around to find out that I was the one being laughed at.One of them stepped out of the bunch approached me with a wide grin and said,"I'm Matthew and you can call me Matt". Still wondering why is he talking to me.I said "I'm Justin". Without paying any notice, he turned to his friends gave them a wink and said,"Are we here for the free booze,Justin?". The bunch burst out into laughter.Thats it man, who does he think he is? As if he's paying for it. It wouldn't have if that Joe dint abandon me.I went straight home, so much for the weekend so much for going wild...       

Sunday morning,I went down for the coffee. My Dad had the newspaper, man I ve to wait for another hour to get my hands on them. Without taking his eyes off the newspaper," Why don't you take  jimmy for a walk?" "me?" Dad,"Yes. you...". Okay, atleast I'll have something to kill time for another hour. I put on my tees and started. My neighbour's kids playing in the mud,some stupid game. They waved at me saying hi. I just grinned,"Still playing in the mud..Jeez grow up..."I walked on and suddenly jimmy got away from me and started waging his tail and jumping around this @#$%&, sorry she-dog. I kept yelling, jimmy, come back jimmy,jiimmy... I guess the whole neighbourhood but jimmy heard it. Those Kids were now laughing at me, looking down on me though, they were shorter and practically, they had to look up. I walked back home wondering after this series of misfortunate events, 

Whether to call my dog a best friend or my best friend a dog???