so twitchy has officially been with me for 6 months. if she were a baby, i’d be easing her into solid foods {oatmeal and rice- since they’re more fiber rich and less constipating}, and introducing the sippy cup. but she is not a baby. she is not something...
here we are, face to face, couple of silver spoons. me and coffee cup. it’s that time again. my annual break-up. as with every tenuous, co-dependent, abusive relationship, one party eventually reaches their threshold with the highs and lows, ups and downs,...
but last week’s vet check-up was not pretty. truman is “fat”. priscilla is not svelte. a soundtrack of shame booms throughout the house. we are headed back to the ranch. priscilla insisted i take a before picture. wish us luck. Similar posts:tennis,...
i’m sure there was some sort of mistake. i’m so not worthy of such an award, but, in what i suspect was copious amount of black tar heroin consumption, the divine deborah of dumbwit tellher bestowed the very generous kreativ blogger badge upon moi. to say...
i’m back on the crack. with zero regrets. 2am 4am, 6am (thank you amanda), 8am, 10am, 1pm, 2:30pm, 5pm…. i can’t explain the amour, the attraction, the courtship of sipping my piping hot, syrupy black love. it ministers my moments with meditation;...
piglet, er…i mean, priscilla has put on a couple of el bees of late. although she eats vegetarian fare, we recently learned she’s been helping herself to the kibble bin between meals. definitely behavior unlike a lady, miss priscilla. much to her...
