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“Hello. Have you seen my dogs?” “Ran off again, did they?” “Yes.” “Because you were letting them run around loose again outside without any leashes on, weren’t you?” “But they love it so much.” “And while they were running around … Continue reading
Whenever my wife or I duck into a store at any point during a walk, the waiting–and the staring–begin… Eight-and-a-half years with our girl, and it still happens every single time.
…isn’t the TSA. It’s spending six days away from our girl: This was before the suitcases even came out, too. She knew. She always knows.
…was completely ignored by my godson during trick-or-treating in favor of his grandma. …watched my godson completely ignore everyone but me during trick-or-treating after his grandma got tired of all the walking and went home. …dressed up as a Star … Continue reading
After a Saturday night featuring 11 people fawning over her in one room, Sunday morning could only be a letdown for the Bingle… Time for that new toy we’ve been holding back, I think.
“Make the fireworks stop, Dad! For the love of Sky Bingle, make them stop!”
Best. Work Break. Ever. Good girl.