You can click it to see the carefully edited photo in all its glory.
For the record, I do not lounge around naked with the dog (well, not without a blanket between us). She was being ejected from the bed.
I love the look on Tiny Dog’s face.
I’m waffling between, “What is that crazy bitch doing?” and “I’m gonna hit that!”
Sweety is teaching her a new trick.
For some reason, I do not find her very threatening. He’s going to have to get her a grenade or something if he wants me to jump.
And here he is at the bowling alley with his snazzy shirt on. Heh.
I had it up on Facebook and when he saw the comment thread he asked me to take it down. He says he doesn’t mind being here but doesn’t like people talking about him on FB where I’m “friends” with people that he sees in person.
Please send me your thoughtbeams tomorrow. A friend and I are going to try out for Wheel of Fortune. I plan on getting picked, winning lots of loot and then quitting my job. I don’t have a plan B so I will be crushed if this doesn’t pan out. I’d thought they’d let you know right away if you were picked and told my friend that I was going to fling myself from her speeding car on the way home if I wasn’t chosen. She then advised me that they send you a letter. I will be haunting the mailbox.
Tiny Dog goes apeshit when Sweety first comes home. He came in today and went to rest for a few minutes. She ran from me when I tried to get her off of the bed. See the pinned back ears? She got all aggressive on me. Spoiled little bitch.
