I'm going to Connecticut in April for a weekend of fun and debauchery (I mean they go hand in hand). My cousin grew up there and I'm tagging along to visit some friends. They usually come to visit us in Boston so it's only fair that we make a trip to visit them.
Riley is going home today. I stepped in pee this morning while blow drying my hair. I wish dogs could use a litter box. I also got woken up in the middle of the night because the dog thought 3 a.m. was a good time to try to dig a hole in my rug. It is NOT a good time Riley. In fact it is never a good time for that. I feel like my cat just looks at him like "Seriously, you are quite annoying and I can't believe you would even attempt to sit on my humans lap. Learn your place dog." My cat is like an old man, bum hip and all. If he had a cane he would totally use it.
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cats rule. dogs drool... literally.
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