Today’s post is about time and how it freaking gets away from me every day. Plus some other random updates, but what the hell. What would a 2N blog post be without some randomness thrown in? Point #1: WordPress informed me when I logged in that it’s been 18 days since my last post. WHAT?
Category: pesty pets
I think I posted this on Facebook but never really wrote about it here. As you know, The Dog (who will always be The Dog, regardless of any other lower-case-dogs we get in the future) passed away earlier this year. We were all pretty broken up about it, which I posted about ad-nauseam I think.
A little over a week later, I’m still surprised when the doorbell rings and there is no answering frenzy of barking. Or when I see a squirrel in the back yard but I don’t see a black streak running across the lawn after it. Or when sirens go by and I don’t hear him “singing
When I first met Rockefeller, he was a tiny little black puppy sitting alone in his cell at the Humane Society, staring at me with these huge liquid brown eyes that seemed half as big as his face. He wasn’t jumping around or yapping like the other dogs and puppies, he was just quietly sitting
As you know I recently lost, then found, The Dog. It was seriously due to his microchip that the shelter he was dropped off at knew he belonged to someone, and were able to quickly track me down and let me know that they had found him. The vet at the shelter told me that there are
…all walk into a bar, and… No but seriously. These are the nicknames I came up with for this guy: Who is now, finally, thankfully, back at home. Before you ask, no I have no idea what happened to his leg. All I know is, it’s freaking gross. Like seriously, I change this bandage every day and
Forgive me, readers. It has been eighteen days since my last post. I have approximately half a million updates to share – including, but not limited to, recent travel, sparkly shinies, and sex toys. But first, best and most important: Dog was found! Doesn’t he look SO PATHETIC here? Goodness sakes. I can’t tell you
Sometimes no news is good news. But mostly, no news just sucks. Still no word on The Dog. No one has seen hide nor hair of him, though several neighbors report seeing him (or a dog like him) running around in the neighborhood as recently as two days ago. If there’s one thing I’ve learned during
Nothing much to say today, folks. The most exciting thing that happened today was checking my spam comments folder and receiving my new bed set! As you may know, I can’t help but read through my spam comments just in case something actual might have accidentally slipped in there. Being that I don’t usually get many comments,
You guys, it’s basically three weeks into the new year and already I am SO OVER IT. Seriously. After everything with my grandma, now The Dog is missing. He got freaked out after the fireworks after the Seahawks playoff win (!) and took off Sunday night, hasn’t been seen or reported anywhere since. I’ve registered