Yesterday was a terrible, no good, very bad day. You know because when it rains around here it pours…wait, no it doesn’t.
Growing up my mother instilled in me that bad things happen in sets of three and you know I still believe that.
Brownie had to go to the hospital to get stitches. $400 later he is as good as new, bald, but better.
When I found out I ate an entire pizza.
Bring it on, number 3!
Growing up my mother instilled in me that bad things happen in sets of three and you know I still believe that.
Brownie had to go to the hospital to get stitches. $400 later he is as good as new, bald, but better.
When I found out I ate an entire pizza.
Bring it on, number 3!
8 comments:
I think that your life is such that you already had #3 so no need to go looking for trouble - that is what my mom always said, no that was my dad- mom was trouble! LOL
MOM
Holy Cannoli Bat Girl! I mean what the heck? Why do pets have to cost so stinking much with no notice. Doc says that 3 thing too. I tell him he's mistaken. While crossing my fingers, saying my prayers and uttering naughty words at what a stupid thing that is to believe. No stupid three's.
I totally agree with the 3 things. Let's hope that #3 is something silly like you stubbing your toe. ;)
I hope that the dog feels better. How did he manage to need stitches?
The big dogs got loose while we were at work yesterday.
We found them wondering the street like homeless dogs.
So, it happened when he was out gallevanting around the city. It was a clean cut all the way into the muscle.
Poor guy. Bob is going to have to take him to work for the next two weeks so he won't bust the stitches open playing.
My mom said bad things come in threes, too. I always thought it was a unique thing for our family to say. I was so shocked when other people used the word "potty" because I thought that was our secret word because it was always whispered.
Here's hoping you are totally stuck at two.
Love your attitude. Hope your puppy gets better quickly. I love your url too - very cute.
That really royally stinks about your day (and week). No bad three's. Just terrible two's this time.
Oh dear! I agree... what a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day (I remember our library teacher reading that book to us when I was about 7)!
Hope things get better quickly :-)
Ruth xx
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