He’s going to hate us tomorrow.
We took Pip to be fixed and chipped Thursday.
Excuse me for a sec while I grimace.
Susan got the call mid-morning that everything went well, except that they had to make another incision because one of his testicles had not descended.
Excuse me while I cross my legs.
Despite the fact that he [...]
Ramblin’ Prose
A little bit of everything that doesn’t make sense to a rational parent
