Sunday, March 22, 2009

well that's a fine how-do-you-do

It's snowing up in here.


And bleak and ugly.



But the Crazy Pet Lady offers you this small consolation:


The Crazy Pet Lady is going to offer herself breakfast at Libby's Blue Line Diner as consolation (and also as physical, spiritual, and mental preparation for a trip to Costco; pray for me).

3 comments:

  1. I love Abe. I think he might be sick of living with you. He told me he wants to come live with me.

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  2. There is no doubt in my mind, Mojie, that Abe Lincoln would rather spend his golden years with you. Your house is like a luxury independent-living community in Arizona, while mine is like the Holiday House nursing home in St. Albans. But you get what you pay for, and that dog hasn't lifted a damn paw to help out in years.

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