I’ve become a crotchety old lady.
I used to delight in the silly ways of happy creatures such as puppies.
Now they annoy me.
My sister recently added a furry bundle of joy to her life named Snoop.
I call him Snoop-id.
My relationship with Snoop-id went south the day he ate my sandal. Not just any sandal – my $80 orthopedic sandal. The sandal I need to support my falling arches, plantar fasciitis…
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