I yam tired and poor, but mai pals keep me going. My folks are not gerbils, as one gal said. Dey deserve to have what dey WANT, and where dey want it. Not in a damn nursing (jabular fiesta) facility! Waddabout INFORMED CONSENT, eh? Nowhere to be (ob)scene…
Next Toozday is mai birfday, so I’ll be back to woof a birfday woof. I gotta labtop nowoooo, butteye have to leaf the doghouse to use it, and dere’s no time like the future…
(Send hugs, MASSIVE HUGS, to Fran!)
Send lawyers, guns, and money! No, I take dat back. Just the guns and money, k? I only like da guitar riff (ruff!) on dat song. Waddi mean is, faaaaaahk doz buttorneys! Dey suck da mighty donkey thang in HELLLLLLo.
And, BIG FANGKS to Connecting the Dots for immense generosity and kindness!!!! If I could only whistle…
When I yam in my Human Suit, I yam Jaan of Arf. ;)
Happy Birthday, Jaan! I hope you have a good, peaceful, no stress one.
happy birthday !!!!