Maybe I should let this evolve into an animal-annoyance blog.

The one time I go out of my way to pet that DEVIL dog, she bleeds all over me. 

She looked like a water logged rat upon her return from the groomers.

Since she actually looked so-ugly-it's-kind-of-adorable I deigned to let her sit on my lap. Two minutes later I noticed that she chose to bleed all over my sweatshirt and (ironically) pants that were a gift for donating blood. 

Now my brother-in-law claims the groomer clipped her nails too short. 

That's no excuse. 

No one bleeds on me and gets away with it. 

Never again. Throw your own rubber ball bitch. 

A Christmas Miracle!

As I mentioned before; my sister's dog is the devil. She is a miniature hound of hell. Currently, she is in the dog house, if you will, for attempting to escape the comforts of this apartment. She sprinted for the mountains; disrupting the Christmas peace that had descended not five minutes previous.

This is the second time this mongrel has attempted a holiday escape. Two years ago, to the day, she absconded in below zero weather. She must be craving some attention. 

I'll show her how to set up a blog; that'll fix her right up. 

My New Enemy

This is Lyla. She is evil incarnate. I thought those meddlesome cats were trouble; I was wrong. This smelly fluff ball is determined to make my life a pain. Her breath smells like a dead raccoon. She wipes her snotty nose on my pants. She has to go out every 5 minutes. She's yappy as all get out. She bites the baby. She follows me everywhere which causes me to trip over her hairy torso. She is dim and crossed-eyed. She makes me sneeze.....She's watching me right now.....