Better yet--
Free Dog.
I just spent my evening deep cleaning the carpet, among other household chores. (I actually have a little energy--can you tell?)
I went to take a shower, and came out to find my take-out cup completely destroyed and root beer ALL OVER the carpet in TWO ROOMS.
Where's Pedro?
He is nowhere to be found. What a shock.
I think I actually know what it feels like to have an aneurysm now.
2 comments:
Pedro called last night to see if we had room for him. He feels really badly about the situation.
I think Pedro needs to know what an ass-eurysm feels like.
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