Friday, March 26, 2010
Buddy, Your Days Are Numbered
Buddy went for a swim in the cats' water bowl yesterday. I had hopes that the aquatic escapades might have silenced Buddy. It didn't. If Sophie didn't love it (him? her?) SO much, Buddy would be going to the stuffed robot dog pound.
That other sound you hear is the grinding of my teeth as I lose the last shreds of my sanity.
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Give me some sugar, baby!