Blood Scarf
Doilies
Picked up these links today when I was cruising around catching up instead of doing what I am supposed to be doing.
I took Molly to jail today and it was simply awful. I called at 1:54 to ask how long the kennel is open so I could bring her over as late as possible and they told me it closes at 2! Geesh. So I threw the poor doggie in the car and we hit pedal to metal to get there as fast as possible. She was shakin' and quiverin' in her boots so I caved in and got her the 'deluxe' run, a bigger cage basically. Also guilted into getting her 'extra play time' whatever that means. Shit- if they would have offered to buy her a goat I would have. They showed me the hall after she was incarcerated and it's full of huge black dogs in every run, all barking and leaping at the bars.
I didn't see any tattoos, but have a feeling they pass a joint when the lights go down.
And if you think she is miserable, I am twice as bad. So now I will go pack. Oh, I finally found my passport. I didn't tell TY it was missing and now I don't have to! Ciao.
I am not getting into this like I should be.
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