Animals

Random dog photo. She is such a clown. 

I've finally found purple. My hair is growing out from my "I want Pink's hair but got shaved and skewered" haircut and back into my "I've had long hair my entire life" style. I guess if you have beautiful naturally curly hair, you should thank your stars and leave it alone. 

I can't help my impulsitivity sometimes. I can now say I've had my head shaved and have sported a pixie cut for a time. Now it's just unkempt and wild. It's kinking in odd places, getting knotty, (that's how I knew it was growing, did NOT miss knots) and overall is just angry at itself. 

I have a feeling this purple will get darker and cover my entire head. I am so in love, more so than I have been with my infamous shades of red. 

Oh, and who still gets pimples at this age? Once you break free of your teenage reign of this nonsense you should be rid of them forever. 

No bath

Someone does NOT want a bath. 

I don't get it. She is a large, large dog with a menacing bark and yet she is scared to death about being clean. You guys, she seriously needs a bath. She smells like old man cellar and outside. Of course, I just HAD to adopt a white model canine so she's dirtier than the average bear. She also sheds like a fiend. Short hair = hair everywhere. 

She's an American Bulldog and she is the smartest and sweetest dog ever. She's also really protective. I'm not sure what happened to her in the short 4 months she had without me, but she does not like men she does not know. Girls? No problem. Boys? You are going to get growled at and averted at all costs. 

Honestly, I haven't loved a dog this much  since my pug, Shelby, aka Noonie aka Shel Bo Baggins passed away. 

She's pretty rad. Even though she stinks. 

Look at that face. 

When she gets warm, her skin turns pink. 

Ps. I didn't spell check this as I'm going against my rule and posting from my iPhone and while imbibing on spirits. If it's one thing I've learned, stay away from the internet when you've been drinking. 

Muahahaha I'll probably post again tonight. 

the age old excuse

I had something written that I was going to share but my dog ate it.
She really did.
She is a moose.
She can reach things that I don't think she possibly can.
She waits until I leave and then she strikes.

It was my fault.
I wrote something, spur of the moment, on the back of an empty macaroni & cheese packet.
The words must have been palatable with that awful powdered cheese.