Don’t let those inky, kohl eyes fool you!! Pink feathers doth not a lady make. Unfortunately, Priscilla’s pre-rescue days surfaced yesterday.
Post work, groveling through the front door, crippled from tucking, squeezing, and pelvic flooring my clients into gods and goddesses, I tortuously grinded to my sugary, sweet, day’s end dividend: Our Halloween Bowl. Reeses Peanut Butter Cups! Why else do we have the month of October other than for Reeses Peanut Butter Cups? HH and I are, already, on our second bag (damn neighborhood kids???.) But what do I find………….? Not, a “just replenished on Tuesday with two economy sized Target bags” bowl of candy, but a barren, empty, shiny (do i smell Pledge?), desolate, hollow bowl. What else do i find?
Yes. Our little hooker from the streets took our Reese’s out the bowl, out of the wrappers, one by one. Almost ladylike. Our other two schmos, Sawyer and Truman, sure as hell wouldn’t take the time to remove any packaging, lest it slow down their inhalation. Truman eats Sawyer’s vomit for god’s sake. But at least the boys know proper house decorum, and judiciously excused themselves from participating in their sister’s binge. I know this for a fact for two of the three beasts are quiet and sweet smelling; the third smells and sounds like a frat house. Grrrrrrrrr.
P.S. We are aware of the dangers of chocolate poisoning and dogs. We are keeping a vigilant eye on our little, naughty girl. She is showing zero signs of toxicity, just self-disgust.
I just laughed about as hard as a good episode of the Office, or even an SNL with Will Ferrell guest hosting. That is is hilarious!!!! I noticed some interesting colors in the litter box this morning and now it makes sense!!!! What a binge that was!!!!
Oh Miss Priscilla! A girl after my own heart! Andrew applauds you and holds you in high esteem….cousin Teddy-Good-Bear will cower with Truman & Sawyer.
Our new house is no longer in the "new" phase. Poor Teddy christened the dining room rug while I was at work. Nothing like scrubbing diarrhea out of a sisal rug after a 12 hour shift in the ER. Poor Teddy cowered under the coffee table while his momma screamed & grumbled! We now have more gates up than the entrance to heaven.
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