Saturday, September 24, 2005

Melted, Then Tortured


This is the hottest day so far (for all time, not just this Summer). Buddy is passing through on his way to Dallas and will spend the night. I am tired and didn't prep much for them, but how much damage could a 100 lb., totally spoiled war-dog really do? Right now he is biting me in the side trying to make me open the door. Okay, I give.