One block from Blue, we saw this, a blue billboard asking us to share our picayune problems with a rabbi. Tortured by nearly every aspect of our life, regretting virtually everything we’ve done (except skipping the final game of the 1969 series) we couldn’t resist posting the following letter:
Dear Rabbi,
The Argentinean Doggo I live with no longer lets me mount her. Trust me, it’s been years. Meanwhile, I have developed a crush on the neighbor’s dog. Not that anything is going to happen (in case you forgot, I lack hands to do stuff like open doors), but if the doggo finds out, she’ll freak. Am I wrong? Is she wrong? What does Jewish law say about this?
Sincerely, Recharger the dog.