I don't know how we Americans were supposed to understand the story otherwise.

"The book's cover said in big friendly letters, DON'T SHOOT."

I've been terminally online this week. Not recommended!

I try but he's sick of me. At least my daughter and her bf will visit next week, and he'll lay all over them and breath in their faces and die from joy. And not many are up for the excentricities of my process. And that's okay.

Well, I don't know about Leo, but my ex-girlfriend wasn't a fan of my overnight discourse. 😆

Yeah, he's on meds, but joint pain can be brutal on our little buddies.

Leo's older and has hip problems, and he's always kicked and barked in his sleep. Something either hurt or scared him. I talk in my sleep all night, and I think it drives him crazy.

Berfore you say, "Don't fun on the unhoused," I assure you Peepaw is a fully-housed taxpayer. Ours is not just a neighborhood, it's a lifestyle. It's a whole vibe.