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
They aren't lying. The olds get up so early that they can burn the motherfucker down and still have time to hit Souplantation for their four o'clock dinner.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely! They are like the old Army ad. They do more before 9AM than the rest of us do all day.
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ReplyDeleteOMG that's great! I wonder if any of them want an honorary granddaughter!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it though? I love those old people!
DeleteBetter late than never I always say, but OMG this is SO FUCKING GREAT I watched it twice and chortled like a maniac. There is nothing as pure and awesome as a 97 year old lady saying "motherfucker". And I've had cheese!
ReplyDeleteIt makes it about 100 times better when it comes out of an old persons mouth!
DeleteNice to see you out here Veggie, I have been wondering about you.
Nothing like a group of badass seniors!
ReplyDeleteThat was hilarious!!
Nothing better than oldsters swearing I always say!
DeleteHahahahahaha! There's no way I'm messin' with THOSE grannies.
ReplyDeleteThey are ready to kick ass!
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