Let me start by saying my dog is extremely weird. Here I am, minding my own business, trying to go to sleep (because that's what crazy awesome people do on Friday nights) and succeeding in not falling asleep. While my 9 year old yorkie-poo is laying next to me sound asleep. And then, I find out the most crazy thing ever....my dog sleep talks.
I don't really know if she's done this all her life or if it has randomly started up as a response to my calling her an idiot all the time, but it is really really strange. So, in order to receive her revenge, not only does my dear sugal poo decide to make eery noises, (she sounds like she's dying by the way) she starts kicking me!! Well to make matters worse, I suppose the dog food she is eating now must have gluten or dairy in it, and she thinks she's allergic so she's not the most fun thing to be around.
So please email or comment if you do this too, but I do mess around and pretend that sugar is my baby. Well I guess the "idiot dog" figures out that she's a person. So now, whatever rules there were before are completely out the window. The whole "don't get up on the table thing"? Ya that's long gone. What about "no Barking at a butterfly"? Forget about it! This whole situation has gone south, fast.
And, even though I make it sound like I hate my dog and would dump her on the side of the road if I could be bothered to drive that far, I really do love my little pooch. She's really not all that bad (most of the time). I really don't even know why I wrote this post because it has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with any kind of fashion. Not even dog fashion, which can be really cute!!! So there you go, Happy Birthday!!! You just got a sneak peek into the secret life of Allison and her mutt!!!!
Love Y'all
God Bless,
Allison
OOOOOOOOOOOOOO
ps. If you are one of the not nice people who are revving up their motorcycles and dirtbikes and muscle cars outside my house, please please please let my buy you a muffler!!!!!
I don't really know if she's done this all her life or if it has randomly started up as a response to my calling her an idiot all the time, but it is really really strange. So, in order to receive her revenge, not only does my dear sugal poo decide to make eery noises, (she sounds like she's dying by the way) she starts kicking me!! Well to make matters worse, I suppose the dog food she is eating now must have gluten or dairy in it, and she thinks she's allergic so she's not the most fun thing to be around.
So please email or comment if you do this too, but I do mess around and pretend that sugar is my baby. Well I guess the "idiot dog" figures out that she's a person. So now, whatever rules there were before are completely out the window. The whole "don't get up on the table thing"? Ya that's long gone. What about "no Barking at a butterfly"? Forget about it! This whole situation has gone south, fast.
And, even though I make it sound like I hate my dog and would dump her on the side of the road if I could be bothered to drive that far, I really do love my little pooch. She's really not all that bad (most of the time). I really don't even know why I wrote this post because it has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with any kind of fashion. Not even dog fashion, which can be really cute!!! So there you go, Happy Birthday!!! You just got a sneak peek into the secret life of Allison and her mutt!!!!
Love Y'all
God Bless,
Allison
OOOOOOOOOOOOOO
ps. If you are one of the not nice people who are revving up their motorcycles and dirtbikes and muscle cars outside my house, please please please let my buy you a muffler!!!!!
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