Good friends help now and forget to judge later.
I was tossing the contents of board games onto the floor so we could play “Barfy Cleans Up My Mess” when I noticed a strange pattern in the dumped Scrabble tiles. Before I could ask Ralph if he could figure it out, he scampered off somewhere.
Nabisco has insidious packaging. I sat down to a have a calculated mid day snack and I found out that each one of their go-pak cups contains 3.5 servings instead of 1. How am I going to explain eating 60 servings of assorted cookies to my trainer.
I either need to find a friend that understands the gentle care my glorious tail needs or I need longer arms.
I was giving Grumps a routine check up and Barfy brought in the wrong xrays, which led to them discovering I was not licensed to do anything medical. I really should fire that frog.
Pookie and I got stuck in an intense game of slap cats for about two weeks and forgot to update the blog. Sorrryyy.
Whenever I go to a fancy restaurant, I always bring some things from my herb drawer since they will probably not have the condiments I need.














