My puppies are the ones that keep me sane most of the time. David is an instigator and causes trouble. He's sweet and lovable but a royal pain in the ass. But last night I lost it. I was yelling at the puppies like they were my kids and they hid behind David for safety. I felt like crying but it was so fucking funny.
I took a shower early and went into the bedroom and watched whatever I could find. Lucy, my sweet babygirl snuck into the bedroom and cuddled with me like ... "I'm sorry momma." It was killer sweet. I kind of needed some me time and last night was it. But I still expect some chocolate today or David is a dead mutherfucker for sure.
Get this fucking house off of me!!! And who stole my red shoes?!?
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Bed, warm dog and guilty pleasure t.v. Yes, the only thing missing is chocolate....and a hawt dude in a fedora ; )
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