Pulling into the station February 19, 2005 I woke up a very impatient little dog. He had to go and he had to go NOW!!! Just so you know, standing outside at 5:30 in the morning is not my idea of a good time. And someone *glares at Cowboy* hopped up onto the bed and made himself quite cozy. I got growled at (well, if you can call that noise a growl) when I tried to move his butt over so that I could get back in bed.To nurse the slight hangover, we went to McDonalds for some greeezy taters. Yum. They're very nice at the McDonalds over here - they gave Cowboy a dog biscuit thingy. He looked at it (its as big as his head, way bigger than he normally gets), then at the drive-thru lady, back at it, at me... and then I swear to God he jumped up and down afew times before devouring it. He wouldn't get out of the car until every last crumb was gone. Nutjob. Things I have done today: This was all very pointless. I'm sorry. I'm going to go throw a towel over the birdcage and pop a couple of asprin...
Breaking Up - July 20, 2006 |
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