The Eyes From The Other Side...

Do you have a pet? Have you ever wondered what goes on in their head? What they think, or how they feel? I have a dog, he is a cairn terrier. His name is Billy Bob. He may be small but he does not think so at all. He may seem big and bad, but deep down he is a really sweet pupster. Sure a stranger walks in he has a growl and a meanful bark, but when you get to know him he is a cuddly little teddy bear.
A day with Billy Bob can be pretty tiring. He is far from a lazy lap dog. He likes to roam around like a mountain lion. He eats everything and anything that hits the ground. He is very playful. He does not like anything that is rubber or squeeks. For instance I bought him a rubber hamburger and hotdog, never has he touched them. I also bought him a stuffed lizard and a caterpillar, which both had squeekers, and as Billy Bob thinks to himself.."I hate squeekers and stuffing" he then tears them out like a ferocious beast. Oh how he loves his friends...But he doesn't love his stuffed friends like he loves his human friend named Nick....
As Nick describes his day with Billy Bob, Billy always greets Nick at the door. He is always so happy to see his buddy. After Nick spends a while with Bill, he decides to lay down. Nick can never have a peaceful nap without Billy always jumping on him and having a little fun! As Nick always tries to push him off, Billy always seems to get rougher and rougher. So when Nick does not let Bill do his thing, Billy then smells the aroma coming from the fat ass cat Lexi, where he seems to finish off what he started. How interesting it is to see. It must be nice to have an easy life of a dog. Oh Billy what a handsome dog you are....

Child Hood Memories.....

I am sitting here with Jessica as we sit and think of old memories of our child hood. Oh how stupid we were. I recall one time we were outside trying to fly my pretty pink Barbie kite I had at the time. It would not go up and so we would sing to the kite and it would just magically start flying. It must have been our beautiful voice's that gave it that extra boost of energy to fly. It was Amazing to us at the time. The kite found the inspiration to fly...hallelujah! Well I think of another story...A story about how Jessica and I were at the park outside my grandmothers apartment complex. We were at the park when Jessica found a grasshopper. "Oh what a cute handsome grasshopper it was", thought Jessica. Well she brought the grasshopper back in with us into the apartment building playing downstairs, when Jessica decided to kiss the grasshopper upon his lips, hoping it would turn into a sexy prince. Well to Jessica's dissapointment it never did turn into a prince. She decided to let it go inside the furnace where it burnt to his death. Rest in Peace grasshopper. Another story is when we pretended we were fairies prancing around the apartment building. Well I happened to be the sick fairy that day. I was dying of some fairy disease that could only be cured by a peanut. Jessica found the peanut and fed it to me..well it worked since I almost threw up all over her, because peanuts make me gag. Yeah we were pretty dumb. Oh yeah another thing that just came to my mind, we played hide and seek once around the apartment buildings. One time we happened to look in a window and saw someone in a towel changing. We are lucky to still have our eye sight to this very day! Well thats it on our strange childhood for now!

My mall trip....

So today started off as any ordinary day. I woke up at the slave house aka my grandmothers. When I awoke I came out to just innocently sit at the computer, I was minding my own business eating a brownie. Well that is until my vicious grandmother of a beast demanded half my brownie. I couldn't believe it I can't even enjoy a brownie. Then when I got changed she had the nerve to question my fashion attire. Her exact meanful words were "you can't wear a pink shirt with a red bra", needless to say I was irratated since this comes from a woman who only has polka dots and stripes in her wardrobe. So then my cousin Jessica came to the rescue like Indiana Jones snapping her whip, and we left the lair. We decided to go to the mall when on the way guess who was running down the street in a blue jogging suit with a wool knit hat? Wouldn't you know it, it was Hitler! He jogged passed us as he stared us down. Well we drove and nothing fascinating more happened on the way. We got to the fashion palace, when we started to walk into the mall and a tractor trailor almost ran us over! Well finally we entered the mall where we started to look for more clothes that I am sure my grandmother would have a heart attack over. Jessica got this cute little plaid shirt, and I got two pairs of heels that are so cute! Oh and two pairs of cute panties! So then nothing more exciting happened. We came home to a nice smell from food(suprisingly), it was scalloped potatoes and they were really yummy. Then thats when my grandmother started ravaging through our stuff like a wild animal. First Jessica's things.....then mine. She complained of the idea I got two pairs of shoes. Well she doesn't pay my bills or make my money so she can stuff another twinky in her mouth, and watch lifetime. Well that is about it! I'll post some more things later on!

Grandma is mean.

It's a day I wish I could just hop in my car and just drive until I can't drive anymore. Of course I can't. My transmission had to stop on my poor car. Keeping me locked up here like a prisioner at this horrid place. A place called my grandmothers. Oh how boring it is. Grandma has to bicker about anything and everything. She is mean to her poor grandkids. I keep telling her to be thankful she has grandkids to be here. Do you think she is thankful? No. I tell her to watch it because it could be up to me someday to put her into a nursing home. If you try doing something for her it isn't right. She tries to make us eat things that are over 3 years old. She keeps cucumbers and banana's in the freezer til they are black. She is a very odd woman! She can't walk out to get the mail, not because she is incapable or handicap, just because she is lazy and don't feel like it. I don't mind doing things for my grandmother, but they did away with slavery a long time ago. Today is my chance to go, to go and be free without complaint. Today I am going to the mall and that is where I am off to!

Oh My Cup O' Joe

Filter, one scoop, then another, as I hear that drip drip drip of that curious liquid dripping down excitingly into the pot..I wait impatiently as it brews..Finally it is about time to pour that nice hot liquid into my christmas tree cup with the snowmans frolicking around with one another, I pour it in, and the smell wafts into my nostrils..I just about burst inside with just that smell..I bring my cup to the very computer I sit at now as I type this..So I sit here with my hands around this oh so warm cup. I bet no one could ever guess what was in it? As I look deeply into the depths of the cup, I see a dark black liquid, that I call coffee. As I bring the cup to my luscious lips, they begin to tingle with anticipation of that sip. It slowly leaks into my mouth and I shudder an orgasmic feeling through my entire body. It is amazing just what one cup of coffee with a few teaspoons of sugar can do to spice up your morning. I now have the energy to do everything I need to do. I could fly to the sky if I wanted...or I could walk the dog..or even fly a kite high in the sky, while singing songs that goes back to old memories of my childhood. MMM I bring the cup to my mouth once again, I feel so revived...Please take my advice drink coffee if you want to feel good! I must go to finish my orgasmic cup o' joe...oh joe....