I’m actually writing this on Monday morning for a change, got up at 5am, planning to head out to the barn in the cold and 1) check for trapped varmints and dos) do some “mace training” exercises with my new sledgehammers. WTF is that?
Also, this is stuck in my head:
She needs to move to a better neighborhood.
Some seriously robust hindquarters and a bonus sledgehammer.
No idea what’s going on here other than posing for a picture.
Repeat pretty smile.
Might be a cultist, might just be a dancer.
Pupster, she wants to take you for a walk. Get off the couch and go, man!
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