I feel so festive. It's too warm to feel like (almost) December, but I don't care - I'm using my Christmas icon anyway. I actually hope it doesn't snow this year because I need to be able to get around and earn money! The town is all lit up with tacky-ass crap and I love it. I went shopping with Mum and the curly nieces and my Nan yesterday and it ( Read more... )

Come here and cuddle me, give me an emo-ectomy,
I've had a day of fail you see, I need to love my collieee,
Come here and cuddle me, even though you smell of wee,
I love your fuzzy face you see, I need to kiss my Didzy -
'cause he's miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine. Yes he's miiiiiii-iiii-ine.

I just suddenly smelled a ripe pooey smell. I turned around in time to catch Didz merrily chewing on some fresh turds. He hadn't even MOVED from where he was sleeping on Sasha's cushion.

Ewww.

Speechless. Coprophagia - not really the best thing about puppies. I bet that judge wouldn't have given him 3rd place if she knew he ate poos.