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Susan & Oishi: Ep. 3 – Karaoke Night

Narrator: Susan, the Emotionally Unsupervised Hooman
Friday night: the people’s champion. Universally voted the second-best day after Saturday. After a long week of Zoom meetings, adulting, and Pete’s never-ending monologue about accounting taxes (ugh), it was finally here.

Narrator: Oishi (yes, I’m a dog—keep up)
Susan came bursting through the door like a caffeinated hurricane, slamming the car shut and storming into the house. I was mid-nap, belly-up, living my best Shih Tzu life, when suddenly—scoop!

She squealed, “OISHI! We’re going Karaokeeeee with Yohanes and Brenda! They booked a bar!”
Then she tied my red bandana like I was going to prom. I licked her face out of sheer survival instinct. She tasted salty, but emotionally enthused. I tolerated it.

We arrived. It was a tiny room with a screen, two mics, and the heavy scent of regret. Susan grabbed the remote and went full maniac mode. The second the intro played, she clutched the mic like she was accepting a Grammy. Yohanes and Brenda screamed “GO SUS!” like she was Beyoncé’s backup singer.

Then it started.
🎵 “I cried a tear, you wiped it dry…” 🎵
Yes. Anne Murray’s You Needed Me. The drama. The vibrato. The unblinking eye contact.

I was concerned. But that concern escalated when Yohanes and Brenda started singing APT by Rose and Bruno Mars. Not just singing—dancing. If I were a human, I would’ve put my hand on my forehead and softly muttered, “No.”

But… it wasn’t all bad.

There was food.
Savory. Glorious. Human-grade food.
While they performed their emotional talent show, I worked the snack table like a professional. I’m not proud. I am full.

We went home. We ate more.
Then I passed out.

Oishi, out. 🎤🐾

No deep reflections from your Little Philisophurr today. Why?
Because Susan said this one’s just a regular Friday.
Not everything has to be profound.
Sometimes, we just vibe.