Mud and Devotion

Look at what my mom goes through to keep me satisfied. Neither rain nor snow nor redonkulous muddiness keeps her from taking care of me.

Also, please note the garbage bag that I sliced open.

Guest Blogger: Zelda and a Shoe

The silly brown dog has something to say. Let's tune in, shall we?

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I ATE MY MOM'S SHOE!!!

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Nice work, Zelda.

Baby Goats

I didn't get to visit the goats with my people. However, I can tell you unequivocally: I'd eat it.

I'm a snow angel

My arms and legs don't bend like other kids', so I can't make typical snow angels. I just spin around in the snow. I am adorable.

WTF

 

This makes me question some of my most basic assumptions about life. Or I am high.

On an unrelated note, I really have the munchies. I'd it eat for sure.

Cereal

Cereal is super tasty. Raisin Bran is good, but I can really get on board with the crunch. Super tasty and crunchy. I wish there had been real cereal in it.

What good is an empty cereal box without an empty milk carton.

Zelda's Panty Raid

Zelda is the most juvenile person I know.

She asked me if she could do a guest spot on my blog. Having learned never to trust her or, I asked what she had in mind.

"Two words: Panty Raid," she replied.

Can you believe her? I struggle day in and day out to take food off the table and she is wasting her time with childish pranks.

Despite my protests, she went through with her plan. Sent me a picture of her "trophy" to prove it.

Saute-Tasty

 

Nums. Stuff was on stove; this was unacceptable.