105!
sir clancy pants our little halloween man turned 15 yesterday! that’s 105 in dog years. he had lots of pig ears and i even gave him a taco for dinner. he pooped in the house and i didn’t yell at him.…
go shoot a gun. because you can. the cat’s meow yeehaw mandatory clancy jvest i’m not quite sure how i acquired my father’s 20 gauge browning shotgun. i certainly didn’t ask for it. i’m petrified of guns. like panic attacks…
jackson’s hottest bachelor. i know him. i haven’t picked up a cosmo magazine since 8th grade but i found out one of my favorite ski rental boys (and nicest kid in the village) is nominated for hottest bachelor. click here to vote for…