Oh my God you folks are still here? There must be alot of folks who need comforting…
** Bring in the Dale Earnhart blanket and the macho pussy **
My Aunt Virginia is in the hospital and on dialisis. She’s the last of her Sibling group and it ain’t lookin’ good.
My Roommate is her son, and she’s more a Momma to me right now than the woman who gave birth to me. Everyone here is downhearted and close mouthed.
But, to top all that off, we had a friend move back from out of state and he just showed up at our home with his 3 dogs (all big and one brute is a obedience school drop out who kills cats) Without calling to ask if this was cool. Now, the Roomate, feels guilty because said friend gave him a place to stay when things went rough and he hasn’;t the heart to tell him to get the dogs the hell out of the house.BTW none of them are leash trained so we can’t chain them in the backyard.
Because of this, my boys (2Cats) who havn’t had themselves limited are now sequestered in the upstairs. The dog hair is piling up in the carpet because he won’t vaccuum after the bastards and you don’t even want to know about the mess of loose dogfood on the kithen floor. We told him him and his pack have untill June 30th to get the hell out.
The last one is a good one but the timing stinks. Two days before the hound Pack shows up we here in the house decided to stop smoking the ganga. Not even a pipe in the house. Above friend still smokes.
Damn, this has been a bad month.
Anyone got a strawberry smoothie for a downhearted gal?