The Simple Things, That’s All My Brain Can Handle

I hate winter. I hate. Winter. I. Hate. Winter. 

I think you get the point.  Every winter I feel like a potato that just shrivels from the cold.  My brain shrivels to the size of a peanut.  Teeny-tiny.  I find it difficult making long sentences and can never remember the word for this, or the person who did that.  

I need to smell spring.  Spring is what wakes my brain from it’s half slumber.  Until then I swear if I shake my head I can hear it make the same sound that Angus’ tooth made when he spit it out the other day.  This ticking-rattling-type sound.

On the plus side, the tooth that was loose in Angus’ mouth finally dropped out which means he just saved us from a $300 vet bill to have it pulled, thankyouverymuch

    I wonder what the tooth fairy will bring him.  Probably peanut butter.  Definitely peanut butter.

Yeah, That Just Happened!

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  1. kristyn Says:

    peanut butter in a kong? my dogs go crazy for them. although now scout’s on reduced calorie food.

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  2. Jenners Says:

    I feel like a shriveled potato too. Please come soon Spring!

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  3. Stephtastic Says:

    i have seen this and know it to be truth … hopefully you will be able to enjoy the balmy 14 degrees it will be today and you will feel better

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