The fish? They all ran away. Someone must have left the gate open. Anyway, this is my new bed, be a good lady and fetch me my blanket.
Featuring the exploits of Ruby Rose, Foley Monster's Tails From Rainbow Bridge, and co-starring Angels Pocket and River Song. We always try to leave you between a laugh and a tear
The fish? They all ran away. Someone must have left the gate open. Anyway, this is my new bed, be a good lady and fetch me my blanket.
What do you think your job in the house is?
Ruby’s answer - sitting on the back of the couch where I have a view of the road, the benches, the paths, the putting green, and the pickle ball courts and if I see anything move I bark my head off to warn my parents.
It’s Friday Fill In time. Ruby’s fill ins are in capitals.
My plans for this weekend include NEP - NAP, EAT AND PLAY WHICH IS A BIG CHANGE FROM LAST WEEKEND WHEN IT WAS EAT, NAP AND PLAY.
I meant it when I said SEVERAL CUSS BARKS WHILE SITTING IN MY SECOND STORY WINDOW, BARKING AT ANY DOG OR HUMANS WHO WALK BY AND I LET THE EXPLETIVES FLY.
I should probably FART more often SO MY TUMMY ISN’T LOUDER THAN MY SNORING BUT WHO HAS THE ENERGY FOR MULTIPLE FLATULENCE?
I will never jump on the MAGA trend. MANY HAVE TRIED BUT ITS A FOOL’s ERRAND TO TRY AND MAKE ALPO GREAT AGAIN,
Jonce again Angel Sammys and and Teddys Pawetaton have challenged us to write a poem about the picture below
Daddy don’t wake Mama
She is sleeping in
Don’t start drama
Being tired isn’t any sin
Don’t be suspicious mommy had a hard day
Taking care of us makes her tired
Now get downstairs and from the bedroom stay away
If you wanted a lively wife after work a maid you should have hired
Truthfully Daddy I don’t like to lie to you
But I know plenty
If of Mommy’s activities you want a clue.
Then slip me a twenty
What’s that Daddy “whose shoes are in the foyer?”
I don’t know I was in my room
I did hear her call a lawyer
Then Uncle Bill made her orgasm like a sonic boom
Remember when you asked me
How I got a new bike
Since you paid me a small fee
I will tell you it was to cover cup the month she experimented being a dyke
The dad, enraged, yelled he was through
He walked down the steps and out the door
His mom came out of the bedroom and asked “was that you?”
And he shook his head and added more
“Daddy snuck home with a girl from work
But was surprised the house wasn’t empty
I didn’t want to say anything I know you would be irked
But he would understand me telling you if you slip me a twenty”
My dark roots? You’re talking about my roots? Shut your festering gob, you tit, or I will claw your eyes out and get you an European seeing-eyed-dog so you are always walking against tradffic
What inspired you to be a blogger and how many have you posted?
I joined a group called Doggyspace in 2008 because it looked like fun but the site was growing toxic. I wanted to keep in touch with my friends when I left that group so I started blogging, I have posted 4,260 blogs since 2009
The fish? They all ran away. Someone must have left the gate open. Anyway, this is my new bed, be a good lady and fetch me my blanket.