the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Pooped pups

Dane turned 21 over the weekend and Tyrant hosted a party for him here at the house for his friends and family. I’d guess there were 20 people here, and because Chuck’s mood has done a 180 since I started crating him, he stuck around all night instead of heading off to the basement to sulk and resent humans.

Three hours into the party both dogs were exhausted from having to be “on” for everyone. It’s hard work making small talk and constantly counting everyone to make sure no one goes missing.

Dane was very disappointed that they couldn’t stay wake long enough to go out dancing.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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