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Entries from December 2006 ↓
Comfort Is
December 24th, 2006 — Assorted
It’s What Was For Dinner
December 18th, 2006 — Food and Drink
My Dog’s Whiner Is Broken
December 16th, 2006 — Cooper
He does this all. the. time. ALL THE TIME. In fact, he’s going it right now.
Is this something to concerned about? Is he just really high strung? Can we beat the whining out of him?
Abrupt Beginning
December 15th, 2006 — Work Related
Something That Makes Me Sad
December 14th, 2006 — Cooper
I don’t think that the people who owned Cooper before us treated him very well. He’s not at all aggressive, but the dog is so skittish. Brooms terrify him. He cowers a lot and jumps sometimes when I pet him.
Makes me want to cry.
Because Breast Cancer Sux
December 9th, 2006 — Assorted
I Only Said “Uh” Once
December 8th, 2006 — Work Related
Dear Anyone I Came Across Today,
December 7th, 2006 — Assorted
Sorry for being a bitch. It was probably not warranted. I share the blame with this chump.
Dogs Are Dumb
December 7th, 2006 — Tootie
I just watched Tootie, who is outside, see her own breath in the cold air, then try to bite it.
Don’t Ask Me Why
December 6th, 2006 — Virgin Territory