Bad Bad Dog

WHO LET MY DOG OUT?!?!?!

Bad Pebbles, extremely bad Pebbles. She escaped from her bomb shelter. Don't know how she managed to open the play gate thing.

And of course, she started misbehaving myself. She grabbed my dad's handkerchief in her mouth and spit in into the toilet bowl, so now my bowl's clogged up and i'm gonna have to stuff my whole arm in later to try and get the hanky out.

Not to mention the strong winds blowing today. One of my undergarments was blown right off the clothes rack and is now hanging from a tree downstairs in its full glory for the world to see. I have no way of getting it back; it's too high up.

Well, at least no one knows it's mine right? Immediately after typing this, i just realized i announced to everyone its ownership. Ah well.

*Sings*

"It's flying high... in the sky.... Swaying to and fro, in the wind, on a tree."

Yeah okay. Have a great day in church tomorrow everyone!