Me and Annabelle have an understanding ... She does not poop in the house and I in return let her out anytime she so desires. I leave the door cracked so she can nudge it open and let herself back in after she takes care of business. This morning I heard the squeak of the door, I said my usually good morning to her. She usually comes and peers in my room with her salutations that almost always are in the form of a foot bath. This morning it did not go quite like that. I shouted out to her and all I heard was ruckus. I got up to see what the source of all the noise pollution was and this is what I discovered .....
She invited a friend over for breakfast ... with out asking. The strange mutt made herself right at home as you can see. Helping herself to Annabelle's breakfast. The nerve.
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Uninvited guests are the worst! Annabelle is just trying to make friends, she's been kind of lonely lately with all your affections going to that 6 pound THING you call a baby! She doesnt appreciate his cuteness.
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