As this photo clearly indicates, my Pack of dogs did not escape and get arrested because they were trying to find me; they were obviously trying to get to Canada because that's where Sara was.
I'm tired because last night there was some kind of mischief amok in the quartier, because every dog and kitten was howling and making all kinds of ruckus. After I had to get up out of bed the third time and after Clark refused to go outside (and I can't reach down and drag him), I did something I've never done before. I kicked him out of my room, slammed the door and used the white noise app on my phone to get a couple of hours of sleep. Randi only marginally made it up to me by coming in the house around 5:30am and promptly laying in a position that made it really comfortable for me to sleep. Everyone else is still a fucker.
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I'm really glad you liked the cleaning that Pina and Delores did. They were greatly appreciative of the bonus money from both you and your dad. Pete tells me that you have some friends cooking a little for you and keeping you company. Sorry about losing sleep over the Little Fockers...or was that Fuckers?
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