Reading certain posts, I laughed so hard, I made my thermal pants useless -- and not just because I was crawling around trying to pull some bear cubs out of this igloo I found today.
I have to go boil up some water now to shower. My mush dogs are yelping against their chains to take me to Sarah Palin's Howl-at-the-Moon-with-Romeo block-on-a-lake party to kick off the start of the aerial wolf gunning season to control those damn nuisances. You'd think scratching those howlers behind the ears and then cuddling with them would be enough and they'd just go home. But it just goes to show you, you give an inch and those annoying wild beasts take a mile.
Jeannie
