Mid shake!I got even with Brad this morning. At 3 a.m. I barked like it was an effing emergency, and as far as I'm concerned kitties in my backyard is an effing emergency. Evidently Brad and I do not agree as to what is and what is not an emergency at 3 a.m.
I woke him up out of a dead sleep.
He was pissed.
Ooops.
Maybe he will think twice next time he fake throws me?
1 comment:
Howard please see your next blog (you know, the one where you go on record as saying he is The Boss?)...you have a few more fake tennis ball throws in your future
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