... at least that is what my momma tells me. Apparently taking a month off from my blog is not sitting well with my momma's momma.
So...
...this morning was a little rough. The Big Guy left the house early and came back smelling like the park. Then he and my momma were getting ready to leave me and I was having no part of it. I snuck into the garage when they weren't looking because if I get in there then I figure I have increased my chance of getting taken along with one of them.
But instead my momma got very stern with me and put me back in the house. Not cool, momma, not cool.
