So you've done it again.

The wariness niggling my spidey senses at 11:15 - initially ignored, but ultimately prompting a sudden trip back to my house during lunch to check the status of a certain explorative weiner dog and you have the nerve to NOT BE IN THE BACKYARD when I get there.

I know what Tuesdays are. Trash Day and Evil Lawnblower Man day ( Read more... )