So the lady friend was rather upset that many of you were under the impression that the dogs do not like her, which is my fault because when I was calling Rosie and Thurston assholes, it seemed to imply they were assholes because they do not like her. That’s not the case- they’re just assholes because they are all up in her grill like they are with me and everyone else. Thurston is particularly relentless (and she loves him the best for some reason). At any rate, proof:
That’s the two top fillies in my herd getting along famously. At any rate, we (that’s a royal we, because other than drill the hole in the bottle I have done nothing) are making lamps out of bottles because apparently to the person in this house who isn’t used to living in a cave, the lighting situation here is horrible, in that I do not really own any lamps. She’s also enjoying a fabulous margarita because it is National Margarita day, and one of the perks of dating an alcoholic is they know how to make a mean drink.
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