An update of my day includes my bosses dog, otherwise referred to as Clyde Mitchell, spotted down on busy Rt 12 in a ditch eating deer carcass, happy as a clam. Excellent. Curiously enough, once he was brought back, he wanted to spend quality time in my office and strongly desired to lick my hand. Sweet boy... not today.
This just in: Clyde is now outside and rummaging through our garbage pails.
So, what has been going on in your world?
*Random and unrelated to post, yet funny
We've already determined that you're just like me and can't even locate the state you live in on the map. Unlike the Geography God better known as Rob!
ReplyDeleteCan you imagine us as tour guides? Or, even better, a wilderness guide? It would be a death sentence for everyone involved.
ReplyDeleteOnce again, my sweet, I am snorting. Thank you. Oh, and if I were to travel to West Virginia, you would most certainly be my guide of choice. xxx
ReplyDeleteExcellent, Patti! I'd love to host you in my fancy condo-villa!
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