Poor Gryphon is back in
oven mitts socks again. His little paws are all itchy and raw, and he keeps licking them, which only makes them worse, but he doesn't know that because he's a dog. Don't judge.
So, last night, he slept with socks on his feet, but I didn't take a picture of it so that I could post it here (because if this site isn't for me to make fun of the people and things I love, than I don't know what it's for) because I was laid up in bed AGAIN with a bad headache, so instead, I'll give you an idea of what I mean by posting an older picture from last year, when Gryphon wore oven mitts.
And today, I'm off to the pet store to buy him his very own cone, so that we can make even more fun of him. Yes, my life is THAT boring. Don't be jealous.
* How Mr. Handsome does laundry, and causes me grief.
* Shopper of the Year Award goes to Mr. Handsome. Don't be jealous.
Now that I look at it, it seems that this entire week was filled with posts about Mr. Handsome. Sorry about that, folks. I promise to do better from now on.
In other places that are much more awesome than I could ever be:
* This woman is awesome. And Canadian too!!
* One of my favourite bloggers just lost her dog, Mr. Barnaby Jones Pickles. Go give her some love.
Gotta go buy a dog cone now. See ya soon!