Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

So, a week to go till turkey time and she’s still looking like something the cat dragged in and promptly dismembered. I’m twiddling my paws, wishing she would hurry up and get well, ’cause, frankly, the fish are no fun to play with and, since we got that new tank, I can’t even get my head in there any more…

She seems to think the fish will be glad about that, but unless I can get in there, they are just like interactive TV…or maybe we are for them, not sure ’bout that…

I have talked to her about how much easier two dogs would be, ’cause we could play and leave her in peace… but she says we are not allowed and the fish will have to do. Okay, I have them trained and they play rugby with the fish pellets instead of a ball, but it really isn’t…