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Goodbye old friend. Hootie: 1997-2009
I'll never forget the day I first saw him. We were driving home from Golden and Kathy said "Why don't you go this way?" We headed down a street I had never been on and found ourselves driving by a little strip mall. Then Kathy says "Turn in here a minute." Now my spidey senses are on alert, and sure enough, we wind up parking in front of a pet store. Kathy had been out in Golden a couple of days before and had found Hootie sitting in a cage looking so lonely. When we walked in, there was a sad little puppy up high in his own cage, with a sign that had 2 different prices crossed out and the third was pretty low. He had been taken and then returned to the pet store. I knew right then that we were heading home with another dog, I had been suckered! I still wasn't quite over the loss of our Golden Retriever, but I never do seem to get over the loss of a pet. Kathy knows that I need a replacement though, and seeing as we always have dogs in pairs, our
Ha ha ha. Very freakin funny.
ReplyDeleteSee, it's not my fault. My hormones made me do it.
ReplyDeleteVikki: Not very funny? Hmmm, sounds like yellow threat level or higher.
ReplyDeleteKirby: Wish I had hormones to blame. Maybe I can try testosterone?
hee... I especially loved the weeping and screaming as you went from cold to warm colours...
ReplyDeleteBO: Very good stuff, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteMy husband has PMS...I on the other hand am perfect...I shit you not.
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand you're perfect, but what about that first hand?
ReplyDeleteI think I'm a whore on that hand...I'll have to double check though...
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