I'm sorry your life turned out so hard, Eugene.

Oh what a wonderfully naughty day Friday was! It was 2:30pm..Kara was taking an early nap, Casey was still at work and all was quiet on the home front. I felt like doing something dirty. So I sneaked my way back here to the computer and thought about it. I got back up and checked if it was still clear out the window and locked the door. And then I did it! I played WoW for 20 minutes on MHGL's account! It was so devilishly delightful! And then it happened.. I heard Casey driving up to the house early. Oh shit! Alt+F4! Alt+F4! Dammit!!!! ALT+F4!!! I didn't get caught but he did come in and ask me why I had a shit eating grin on my face... W00t!

I finally did it. My house dog, Fatty, died several months ago. More like a year ago. Yesterday, I got a brand new house dog! Her name is Molly and she's a very friendly girl. We went to the animal shelter in Monroe yesterday to look for a small dog that would do well in the house. There were so many dogs there. Lots of huge ones and many, many puppies. Puppies that were smaller than my hand! How could something that tiny and cute be homeless? Even though it was raining, the dogs would come out of their houses just to have their noses patted. When we first walked in the place, I knew Molly was the one. She came out wagging her tail and hopping around in her cage. So we got her. And she's such a good dog. She's a wire fox terrier and about a year old. Even though we helped her out by adopting her from a shelter, I still feel a little guilty for not getting an ugly un-adoptable dog.. But on a brighter side, there were 3 dogs and a kitten adopted (including ours) in the hour we were there. Good luck to the Brady Bunch. They really were cuties.

This is Molly's third day at her new house. Wow. Talk about active. I'm used to old lazy dogs that just lay around and gnaw at their butt all day. This dog gnaws her butt half the day and spends the other half running and playing. She has several bad habits that she needs to break. Shitting the floor after coming back inside after an hour in the sunshine is a big one. Jumping, chasing the cats and being in a crappy mood if she gets woke up is the other bad habits. I don't like to be woke up either.. Speaking of waking up, this dog wakes up at DAYLIGHT! 7 in the morning I start hearing a whimper and I know it's not because she needs to go out side to shit (because she likes to do this in the house.) She gets up a couple of hours before Kara so this gives us time to go outside and play for a while before breakfast time. She really is a fun little dog. I have to take her to the vet sometime today for a checkup and get an appointment to have her spayed. I hope she does ok with that.. She wants everything that Kara has and Kara wants everything Molly has. It's a bit comical watching them. "No puppy! My bunkie!" Then they play chase around the house. I really do hope things work out with this dog. Maybe after we all get used to each other everything will go great.

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Not too long ago I came home to find a note on my door. It was very funny. I know that most people won't appreciate the humor in this because they will just read it as a note placed on the wrong door because everyone knows that no one named Robbie lives here. You'll just have to click on it to see the whole thing because I made it this tiny on purpose. *point and laugh*

Molly has been here for a solid week now. She's been a good dog. I need to have her groomed so she'll get rid of all that shedding hair and maybe be a little cooler in this hot spring weather. Although it WAS snowing a little this morning.

Harry Potter owl. Harry Potter broom. Harry Potter dragon. Harry Potter ears. Harry Potter mouse. Harry Potter tee-tee. Harry Potter pants. Harry Potter ball. Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter...
That's about all I ever hear around here. Maybe I should edit the entire Harry Potter movie and put educational television as the audio so it makes it look like Harry Potter's smart and learning his ABC's. Otherwise, my child is going to grow up thinking she can cast spells. When she turns 11, how am I going to explain to her she will not be getting an invitation to Hogwarts? I STILL haven't received MY letter. Apparently, we are nothing but muggles.

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I bitch and whine if i even think of spending 10 bucks to get my hair cut but I'll go shell out 30 to get my dogs' hair whacked off. But I can say that I am very pleased and will be doing it again when she needs it. I had to bring Molly down to get groomed at 7:30 AM. Man these people mean business early. Casey didn't wake me up like I had asked but a little after 7am, my Mom came pecking on my door to see if I was up or not. Thank goodness for mothers. (Mom had come over to sit so I wouldn't have to wake Kara up.) I had about 10 minutes to wake up, get dressed and get all the way to town before her appointment time. And I did because I drive like a maniac. I didn't have much time to dawdle after dropping Molly off because I had to get back home and relieve Mom from her post. I was really glad she didn't have to be at work until 9am. Here's some nice before/after pics of the doggie. This makes me want to get my own hair cut!

And this here's Kara after drawing in her coloring book. I gave her a bath right after I took this picture and her bath water was pure yellow.

And incase you don't understand why I put I FUCKIN' LOVE COLOURING then please see this gif: >which I removed because it was blinky.<

That's exactly what I thought of when i saw her looking like that.

Since this whole 'kill your pet by feeding it tainted food' shit started going on, I started getting the really good canned food for my furry little cat babies. It smells like a dead rat that's been canned. Fucking horrible. Anyway, I opened the can yesterday and took a habitual sniff of it before dumping it on the plate and saw something odd in there. I picked at it with a fork and it was hard. It was a rock! A ROCK! I should start calling my cat Charlie Brown because all he ever got for Halloween was a rock. Anyway. There were little bones of some poor creature in there and it was just disgusting. Take a looksee at this rock. As you can tell, it took up a nice little chunk of Hellfire Peninsula. And as we all know, that's a large area. Full of boars and dirt.

PLEASE DON'T READ THIS.

Stare at this dog for 24 hours. If you take your eyes off it, something in your house will be ripped to shreds and you'll hear some little girl say "LUATAKULU". Pass along to all your friends.

So far, I think there's been 3 window blinds completely broken and countless toys mutilated. The rocking horse was attacked just this morning and the poor thing had half her wool mane pulled out within 10 seconds. Poor Barbie has had her leg ripped off. After Kara saw this, she ripped the leg off her other Barbie. We now call them 'Alene' and they work at IHOP. Oh how I love corny jokes.

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*sigh* It's been almost a month since Molly came to live with us. She gets along really well with every thing living in this house except Flippy the cat. She doesn't bother Simba at all and FatCat (the blind cat) thinks she's just another cat so they get along well.

In this picture, you can see the taunting look on Flippy's face.

And here you can see Flippy's verbal warning that someone's about to get their ass kicked.

And here, I can't tell what's more amusing. It can either be:
1) The cat's claw narrowly missing the dog's nose.
2) The cat's butthole.
3) Kara, standing on the side, oblivious to the fact that the dog and cat are "playing".

Can't they just get along!

As a treat for myself for being such a damn good wife, I decided to start my w0w account back up. I was thinking I could play an hour in the AM and maybe an hour in the evening. How wrong I was. It's turned out that I can get maybe a half-hour in the evening between times when Kara naps and Casey comes home. During that half hour, I'm getting up every two minutes to pick something up, get something to drink, smoke, and do whatever else I can think of before Casey gets home. I guess I could play a little at night after everyone's asleep but instead I just lay there and sometimes play that Harry Potter game. I wanted to see what the level cap on it was. It's 100. Yeah 100. And I didn't even use the internet to find out. I think I completed the game 6 or 7 times to find that out. Pics or it didn't happen?! Fine..but this is hardly something to brag about.. And before that MHGL screams PHOTOSHOP ( because I can read his mind) No, it isn't photoshopped. Why would I waste my precious computer time doing something like that! but then, why in the hell would he care? Why would anyone care? I think I'll go cry now then write a poem about it.

Every night, Kara has to tell everything she can think of 'nite nite'. We start with the toes and, naming every body part in between, end at the head. Then she names off her own list to tell goodnight to. Spongebob, Harry Potter, Patrick, boo-boos, etc. In between lastnight's fictional characters, she whispered "Nite nite dirty hippie." I got the giggles. I couldn't stop laughing! DIRTY HIPPIE!!@#$ I was trying to not be loud and wake Casey up but I couldn't help it. I was giggling so much that I had tears rolling. It was so funny the way she said it. So low and so quietly.."nite nite dirty hippie."

Ahh well, my 10 minute update time is up. Time to go color. We fucking love coloring.

One time, someone asked me WTF a Jeffery was. Well, this is a baby Jeffery. I found him January 13,2007 near the pond. He was such a cute little thing. He spent January, February and March in a small aquarium stuck in my crisper drawer. I took him out of the refrigerator shorty after I saw another huge moth flying around. Sadly, that moth met a horrible ending.

Bright and early this morning, Casey woke me up and told me to come see something. And it was Jeffery!! He had hatched out during the night! He was so pretty. Big and fat with yellow wings with brown spots on them. He looked like old yellow leaves. Me and Kara got on the 4-wheeler and took Jeffery for a ride down to the pond. We found a nice place on top of a hill to let him go. He flapped out of my hands and flopped around for a while on the ground before he crawled up my finger. I put him on the side of a tree and he seemed happy. (If happiness is possible for a moth.)

aaaanddd!!

Good luck, Jeffery. I hope you live through the night.