My dog has issues. Seriously.
Every day I come home from work to find my panties in the middle of the bedroom, in a damp little bundle - when I know exactly where I had put them the night before (in a clothes pile on the floor in the corner - no space for a hamper so yeah, this *could* be my fault) - but still! It's disgusting! Since when did I ask him to be my dry cleaner?!
This has no relation to Dog Boy, in case any of you twisted minds wonder. It's either an akita thing, a male dog thing, or a bored dog thing... ghah! Do any of your dogs do icky things like this?
I'm still bloated today, and migrainy on top of that. Thank god it's sunny, it helps me identify which color of pills I need to chew today... la la la!
Gonna be fun to be stoned with all the big bosses in town today - thank you Mr Murphy, thank you. Always there for me!