Well paint me green and put me up in a garbage can. You can call me Oscar, if you really want to, but I’ve had enough. Here comes the grouch, with gusto. I wrote last week about trying to find a new tenant. I still don’t have one, and the current, soon to be former,…
Tag: griping
Mammal Mondays: Pupsicle
I walked out of the school this afternoon and into a blizzard. Ugh. Check out my front street through the living room window. Those with weak stomachs may want to skip this photo: I knew it was coming, but I still wasn’t ready. In his doggy wisdom, Sherman really seemed to have forgotten about winter…
Blue Speckled Pup 