Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Moved.
No respect. Just when I thought my man servant and I had an understanding again, he grabbed me by the neck, forced me into my "carrier", tossed me into the back seat like a piece of luggage, and moved me to another floating home.
I'm hiding in a closet now. And I'm never speaking to him again.
I'm hiding in a closet now. And I'm never speaking to him again.