Cami: What the hell is this thing sticking out of his face? Me: I take it you are unfamiliar with ANIMALS. That’s called a whisker. Cami: Yeah, duh, I know what a whisker is. Did you really just say that to me? What I’m asking is why is it back here away from all the [...]
Sometime during the night this dog used three different rooms as a canvas for an artistic spray of diarrhea and vomit. The rancid smell filled every corner of the house. He’s seeing the vet this afternoon. After Coco’s recent illness and the ensuing costs, by tomorrow we will have funded our vet’s retirement. WTF THE [...]
The Monday after Thanksgiving. Abrupt, lonely. Pockmarked.