I just chased my oh-so-adorable puppy around the house after he attacked the small mound of debris that accumulated after I decided I'm super-wife and swept the floors just two days after I last swept the floors. He pounced on the pile, plucking a huge, dirty, disgusting hairball from the middle of it, and then took off with it, slipping and sliding all over the wood floors.
He's now sitting in the cage, wrapped around himself in the corner, doing his best to be adorable and make me forget I wish I weren't allergic to cats!
Jul 9, 2009
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