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It's been 508 days since the human brought home the annoying lil one she calls Rosy. I'll never forget that day. Before October 27, 2012, all was quiet and peaceful. I never had to share any of my toys or treats. I never had to compete for prime lap spot. And I never had to worry about getting humped or having my back legs gnawed on. Sometimes when Rosy is passed out from her latest manic frenzy, I like to close my eyes and think about the days when I was in a one-dog home.
hahaha love both of these entries! love the drawing of a drunk-looking tuckered out rosy tired from her mayhem hehe.
ReplyDeleteHaha, I love this. We have a 7 year old and a 2 year old and this is exactly how our oldie feels! You nailed it!
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