
I was trying to explain to Tucker that nothing happens out there.
Continue reading “Sunday fluff”Words, mostly
I was trying to explain to Tucker that nothing happens out there.
Continue reading “Sunday fluff”Long term readers:
Do you recall who in my family wanted a puppy?
Continue reading “Human commentary about furry companions”Here’s the (not so) short version of what consumes my life at the moment:
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I slipped on the wet back porch, fell and landed in puppy poop this morning. He pooped on the deck, not on the grass. The deck is raised. We have to go down five steps to reach the lawn.
The maniac puppy can do this, navigate the steps. He does this every day a million times. IT’S NOT THE END OF THE FRICKIN’ WORLD.
Continue reading “Dramatic drama brought to you by puppy poop”
Last night I had a beer. 🍺
I had spent all afternoon tending to yard work in the front after schlepping soil and mulch home from Canadian Tire.
Here’s proof:
Continue reading “A wonderful afternoon and evening (for a change)”