Monthly Archives: February 2011

I would have posted earlier but my past 7 days have been something like this: Thursday 1. Mom, I feel horrible 2. barf 3. Ahhhh, mom, I am dying will you rub my back? 4. barf. 5. Mom, will to … Continue reading →

I’ll make my post brief. Devil Dog could knock a buzzard off a manure pile with his stench and he’s sitting at my feet. I can’t take much more of his scented assault. This morning Devil Dog rebelled against his … Continue reading →