These Boots Are Made for Walking… to Austin!

I was sniffing around the other day like I always do and I came across these cowboy boots. What the heck are these doing here??

Fostermama usually only pulls these out when she dances around to weird mu-zic with a cold drink in her hand. So I guess it would make sense that she would pull them out to pack for a trip to a place with lots of that weird kind of mu-zic. . . a trip where she is going to Austin to visit Aleks, Ben, Chick, and Dude from Love and a Six-Foot Leash!!!!!!!!!!!!

Can you tell how excited I am for her!!! I will miss her, but I’ll have fun back here with foster grandma and grandpa, and I know she is going to have a GREAT time drinking margaritas and going on fun Austin adventures with the L&ASFL crew.

Okay, I guess now that I think about it I am a little bit jealous. . .

For information on adopting Honey Bunches of Otis, go to his Adopt Me page to learn more about him and how to get in touch.


“Love Me Like My Dog”

I’m back! Well, physically at least. Mentally, not so much : -) The 12 hour car ride home from Maine has my brain fried, so I’m pretty incapable of giving you all a real post right now. But! Guess what song I discovered on my ride home. Does anyone else like country music? I love love love country music. For many reasons, but one being because they write songs like this:

He never tells me that he’s sick of this house
He never says, “Why don’t you get off that couch?”
He don’t cost me nothin’ when he wants to go out
I want you to love me like my dog

He never says I need a new attitude
Him and my sister ain’t always in a feud
When I leave the seat up, he don’t think that’s rude
I want you to love me like my dog does baby

When I come home want you to just go crazy
He never looks at me like he might hate me
I want you to love me like my dog

He never acts like he don’t care for my friends
He never asks me “Where ‘n the hell have you been?”
He don’t play dead when I want to pet him
I want you to love my like my dog does, honey

He never says, “I wish you made more money”
He always thinks that pull my finger’s funny
I want you to love me like my dog

He don’t get made at me and throw a major fit
When I say his sister is a bitch

I want you to love me like my dog does, baby
When I come home, want you to just go crazy
He never looks at me like he might hate me
I want you to love me like my dog

I want you to love me like my dog does, baby

Like My Dog, Billy Currington

So fun, right!?

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