The Foxe & the Hound Quotes

“I didn't plan to be this dysfunctional at 27, but dysfunctionality has a way of creeping up on you. One second, you're 22, wrapping up your undergraduate degree from a top business school, and then suddenly, you're sitting alone in your car at 27, wondering how five years slipped trough your fingers without so much as a blink.”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“Because he’s the love of my life. And he’s my dog. Well,”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“What do you call this?” “A friendship with unhealthy, codependent tendencies.” I smile. “Well to me it seems like the start of something really, really special.”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“I hate Diane. I fling her cinnamon roll out into the pasture—I will not eat the bread of my enemies,”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“to put up with Lori in a healthier manner…like killing her with kindness, or murdering her with smiles, or disemboweling her with compliments. That sort of thing.”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“He leans forward and presses a kiss to my cheek. It's so romantic and soft. I want to capture it in a mason jar and preserve it for later.”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“The shower turns off and the shower curtain gets pulled to the side again. I sigh with relief. In a few minutes he’ll be dry and clothed and out of my apartment, and if I happen to crawl into bed and pull out Señorita Vibrator, well, that’s a secret I’ll take to the grave.”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“take such delight in those chunky highlights. They are the visual manifestation of a request to speak with a manager at Applebee’s.”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“Maybe he’s suffering from a psychotic condition? Bipolar disorder? Depression?” My”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“Sex. He wants lots and lots of blowjobs. Oh god, I’m starring in a low-rent porno. Or worse… He”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“Adorably dysfunctional twenty-something seeks handsome veterinarian. Serious offers only.”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound

“on my cell phone, telling me about a housewarming party, but”
― R.S. Grey, The Foxe & the Hound