In a Perfectly Rational World

We've changed our minds...again.

And by "we" I mean Anthony, my favorite flighty blonde, has decided upon a new ethnicity for our soon-to-be family addition. Instead of the Doberman grandchild da' momma was expecting, it was changed to an American Staffordshire Terrier (aka Pitbull). Now it's a Boxer baby. He seems to think this dog will be a much easier sell on our landlords - yeah, who woulda' thunk? (Now if only we could get them to return our phone calls...or fix our window for that matter.)

Of course, we're still working out the financial kinks and aren't planning on adding to our family until after the holidays, but I have nothing else to talk about today and goodness knows you all would cry if I didn't write, now wouldn't you? However, if you're feeling festive and kind, you can always donate new puppy gear to the cause. All sorts of donations are welcome - from leashes to toys to puppy beds and a crate. Hey, it's my birthday in two weeks and Christmas is just around the corner!

Okay, so I really don't want puppy stuff for my birthday. But Anthony does - and HIS birthday is just around the corner too! (December 5th to be exact.) He would probably love you forever if you gave him a small puppy toy. Just imagine the hugs and kisses you could receive! (From the DOG, not Anthony. God no! I'm not sharing him.)