Fifty Shades of Husband and Jersey the Dog. Totally doesnt make any sense, but made me giggle.

 My husband pretends to not be an animal lover, but he is not a very good pretender.
He is not a cat person and tells me everyday as they sleep on our porch, climb our trees and poop in our flower gardens.
He would be totally OK if they disappeared, but I didn't tell you that.

Speaking of the MC {many cats}.
They have decided that it is very enjoyable to jump in the vehicle anytime we open the door{s}.
The other day I drove down the street only to discover two felines sitting in the seat behind me ready to go for a journey.
I thought about driving to the local pet store, dropping them off and taking off like some sort of bad-ass criminal....but I didn't.
Because I love cats.
Ahem.

Anyways, back to the husband.
If I gave him an ultimatum to choose between Jersey the dog and me, I am sure he would choose the dog.
I took Princess to dance class the other evening and came home to a beeping answering machine.
This is what was on it.


*FYI...when referring to "the Colonel", he means Kentucky Fried Chicken.*I promise.  No more dog posts for awhile.