Saturday, 22 June 2013

Klutz

What kind of klutz manages to sprain their ankle playing golf?  My human that's who!  Talk about irresponsible.  It's golf.  You stand still to hit the ball, how can that result in injury?  How am I supposed to show Misty round the neighbourhood and laugh at her trying to chase squirrels when the human is laid up icing her ankle.  I know she has fat ankles but this one resembles a bruised grapefruit.  She is so selfish, sitting around complaining it hurts instead of taking us out.  It's a good job we have a nice big garden to wander around in.  She'll need to do a serious amount of poop patrol when she's better.  


Misty likes lazy afternoons

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