Episode One Hundred Forty-Five: “Farewell, My Pet”
Original Airdate: February 13, 2007
When one of Michel’s beloved chows goes to the great doggy house in the sky, Lorelai organizes a memorial service. Maybe she ought to organize another memorial service, too—for her marriage.
Poor Michel on the loss of his dog. I’m not much of a dog person, but I’ve lost enough of my cats to know how he feels. It’s awful when we lose a pet. I don’t know if I could ever do a wake, but I think it was nice what he planned.
And once again, Jerk Christopher is back. I can’t believe he would tell her after she told him she needed him at the hospital that he needed space. WTHeck, dude. Do you know how unbelievably selfish that is!?!?! I’m also a little mad at how Lorelai defended him to Rory. No, Lorelai. He was a jerk. Let Rory call him a jerk. Period.
Ohh, Rory has a crush on a teacher. I suppose he’s cute, but seriously? Him over Logan? Is she high? Stop smoking the pot, girl, and get back to your boyfriend. Ugh.
About the only good thing about this episode is that finally the insanity is over . . . Bye Christopher.
LORELAI: Uh, yeah. Hey, so you know that young guy who’s been visiting Miss Santiago in room 236? Not her son. Her boyfriend.
RICHARD: Girls, I don’t think that’s any of our business.
EMILY: But he’s at least 20 years younger than she is. 32 according to the night nurse.
EMILY: He’s just a boy. What could they possibly have to talk about?
LORELAI: I don’t think they’re doing a whole lot of talking, if you know what I mean.
EMILY: I most certainly do not know what you mean.