Mmm, shih-tzu.

Mmm, shih-tzu.

So you know you’re not quite “with it” when you find yourself hiding under the bed, crying, after having exchanged words with someone.

Also? Rob asked me what was for supper, so I told him: hot beef sandwiches.
He was horrified.
I guess I need to stop mumbling; he thought I said puppy sandwiches.

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