Greetings from the Dog-Infirmary. Thora is vomiting everywhere and Sammy woke up with an eye infection. My poor babies! Is it possible that I’m not as good a mother as I think I am? When Sammy is sick he really brings out the mommy in me. He crawls in my lap and hangs his head really low. It’s very endearing. I’m a sucker. What can I say?
Well, thanks Sharkie for the tip. Who ever would have thought Craigslist would end up being so much fun. Now in addition to checking my regular email, and my Velvet email, I have to check the third, totally anonymous email I set up for tricking men and wreaking havoc. Last week I picked about 10 decent sounding ads and wrote nutty stuff to all of them. Most of it was jibberish and things I would never respond to if it were my ad. But, mostly everyone wrote back. As usual, you narrow down to a few and I just got pictures this morning of the two I thought were the most intelligent and coherent. Surprise, they are both pretty decent looking. Actually, they are beyond 5’s on a scale of 1-10. Those are good odds.
So here lies a theory – the more you pay the worse the chances? It’s Just a Nightmare cost beaucoup de bucks. Any online service is between $20 and $30. Craigslist is free. What the hell.