If you ask me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you; I came to live out loud.

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Showing posts with label October 19. Show all posts
Showing posts with label October 19. Show all posts

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Darlene Pineda

via Facebook... Another night, another hungry, another no one to feed me....

Darlene Pineda

via Facebook... So I was outside and I sat down and decided to see what my dear dogs would do if I was injured so I lay back and started groaning and Misha came bounding over to lick my face and sniff me over and stand protectively over me. Timber ran over and dropped a tennis ball into my face. Pirates have their own rules.

Darlene Pineda

via Facebook... I have stuff I should probably do, like take laundry out the dryer and fold the stuff in the basket and the pile of clothes on the floor of my closet? I'm pretty sure those clothes belong on like hangers and that's where all the stuff I can't find is and if I went through it I could find it AND be able to get into my closet to have room to put away the stuff in the basket if I folded it. I know, If I watch some teevee (I found my remote!) and do the Facebook maybe magic will happen....

Saturday, October 19, 2013

Darlene Pineda

via Facebook... Also... It's almost 4 am, WHY AM I NOT SLEEP! Stupid brain doing the thinking.

Darlene Pineda

via Facebook... The problem with touch screens: A twitchy cat tail can and will change a page or close/open an app. An ear can forever lose your place in a book. And a face rub...you don't even want to know about face rubs....

Darlene Pineda

via Facebook... Dear fellow Pirate Minions... Halp! I cannot seem to find a pirate-proof gate to keep a certain Timber apart from the kitty kibble! I have hooks and latches and he managed to squeeze himself UNDERNEATH and pry it open enough to get in! I need help to....HEY GET OFF OF ME.... Ahem. Timber here. Please ignore Soft Lady's ranting, she isn't feeling well and seems to be suffering from delusions. Of course I am innocent of all charges. The only reason she found me in the bathroom with the kibble was because a CAT had eaten it so fast he started choking, and I broke in to help. Instead of thanks I get The Look. Unfair! Please go about your business, nothing to see here... Yours, Timber