They’re so gullible.
Saturday, November 28th, 2009Sprocket and Doozer were up on the sofa with me, acting as little furry hot water bottles, when Rob walked through the livingroom into the kitchen. “I’m going to deal with some of the groceries”, he said.
Generally that means that he’s taking whatever meat we’ve bought, and separating/packaging it for the freezer. Because I can’t [...]