To work or not to work tonight?
Slappy wanted to know if I wanted to pick up a shift tonight. Week nights have really sucked hot, sweaty, dingle balled filled ass lately. Meaning "I'm not making enough money to be standing around like this, I'd rather be home with my Pudd'n". But then, any money is good money and if it's slow I can be out the door by 8 pm. Ugh!
Had a great time at the park yesterday with Pudd'n and the dogs. Jack did his best to keep up. I don't think he will ever fully recover from the MG. I think I'll take Pudd'n down to Aunt Selma's today. Maybe I'll take Goat Puppy. He's only seen the ocean once. But then, so I really want a big, wet dog in my car for the ride home??