Happy Friday, Friends!
I was just wonderin' - do you ever get accused of doin' stuff around your house that you haven't a clue about what happened? Happens to me all the time. For instance, just this mornin' I overheard Mom tellin' Dad that the bar of soap is missin' from her shower and that I am under suspicion for it's absence. Now, I'm talkin' about the woman that has put dirty dishes in the refrigerator instead of the dishwasher (that sits right beside it) talkin' and accusin' me of bein' a culprit in the crime of the missin' soap. Who knows where she mighta put the soap. Mebbee in my younger days I woulda pulled a stunt like that - but come on!!! I'd like to be appreciated for the mature dawg that I've become, at least every oncet in awhile. Sigh........what's a dawg to do? If'n you have any suggestions, puhleeze let me know. Until then, I will just continue to try to impress upon my PUs a squeaky clean image of my Big Brown self.
Now don't worry your furry little heads about this ~ I wanna hear back from you on Monday that you're guilty of a whole bunch of fun this weekend.