It’s not a dog’s life.

Low spoons. Overspent yesterday. Feeling lousy. Don't even know what that phrase means -- feeling lousy? Like a louse? Ick. Well, I guess that explains that. The dog is whining. I wish I could whine and have everyone react with an, "aww, baby, come here, I'll rub your back and give you treats". It's not … Continue reading It’s not a dog’s life.

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