Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Hank

I'm not talking to you or petting you today because you ate a very nice, recently purchased, relatively expensive bra-wise, bra today. And don't try to blame it on Slade. I let the slippers go, and the flip flop you found under the bed yesterday but this is too much. You sleep in the crate.

1 comment:

Ellen said...

this is a great post...of course knowing hank makes it better. he did bite me in the ass when i didn't give him enough attention.