My name is Lucky Dawg and I share a home with this maniacally delusional woman they call Emily.
She’s nice to me 99 percent of the time and lets me sit in her lap for hours on end watching the entire 600 seasons of Grey’s Anatomy which makes us both gag (Humans are so puzzling.) Continue reading
I’m twenty-four hours sugar free and crazy as a Betsy bug which in case you didn’t know is an insect that flies around erratically and make lots of noise, and seems …well…crazy. Continue reading
I’m guessing Rudolph got sick of being the butt of all the reindeer jokes and decided to sleep through Christmas this year. My gifts all came early in a gas powered vehicle. My family and I have already cleared the gift giving portion of Christmas due to work schedules.
I’m wee bit ashamed to tell you we elected to open the brown boxes instead of re-wrapping all the stash. We figured it saved on the expense of gift wrapping paper and scotch tape, and there was the added surprise in opening the gifts without a clue as to whom they belonged. Continue reading