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o prevent her from entering the house, but that also meant I had to pick her up. Ack!It took every fiber of my being at this point not to lose my mind.So I took a deep breath, (while swearing a blue streak underneath), and I hauled the little darling into my arms.Off to the bathtub then.As I soaked the mutt down and watched cakes of vile sewage rush down the drain, I suddenly broke into uncontrollable laughter. Better than tears, right?In that absurd moment of normal pet-owning life, I realized, again, that perspective is the key to a healthy, happy one.The angst and the stress of my morning miscues began to flow away with the remnants of raccoon refuse.The dog was only doing what comes naturally. She must have been in a moment of vulnerability. Maybe the changing of seasons has something to do with it.Anyway, I looked at that poor waterlogged creature in the tub, and right then I decided none of this was worth getting worked up over. I pulled out a towel and started to dry her off, and the angelic face staring back at me told me two things.It reminded me how much I’m loved, and it warned me there was more mayhem to come. She goes berserk after she gets dried off. Let the fun ensue.As for all the other stuff going on right now? Let’s just let things run their course. Results will become clearer, albeit a little late, but hell we’ve waited this long.Ultimately, the incumbent will leave his rental property pretty much in the same conditions he left his Atlantic City casino. Crumbling.</p

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    </div><p id="475e"><i>As always, thanks for taking the time</i>. <a href="undefined">Liam Ireland</a> <a href="undefined">Tree Langdon, CPA, CGA</a> <a href="undefined">Britni Pepper</a> <a href="undefined">Agnes Laurens</a> <a href="undefined">Dr. Mehmet Yildiz</a> <a href="undefined">Terry Mansfield</a> <a href="undefined">Myriam Ben Salem</a> <a href="undefined">Jessica Lynn</a></p></article></body>

This Talking Dog Thing is Starting to Creep Me Out

Or…where did everybody’s sense of humour go?

So, after a two-day runup which seemed like two years, she finally told me what she thought about all this election nonsense. She decided to voice her disapproval by finding a patch of disgusting raccoon poo and rolling her entire body in it.

That probably sums up how a lot of Americans feel right now. Waiting for the inevitable anti-climatic result really…stinks.

But, in the process, did we all forget how to laugh? I’m not talking about late-night talk show comedians here. 2020 deserves the middle finger, and this too shall pass.

I’m not watching any more night-time news for a while.

But, it’s the everyday stuff when something stupid happens to us, and well, we no longer see the funny. That’s what I’m talking about. Has this happened to you?

I guess maybe I just woke up to a day from hell this morning. Not any hell that deals with serious issues, just your average “I should have stayed under the covers” kind of stuff.

I won’t bore you with my mundane problems, but after a litany of little pains in my ass, that felt like I was lying at the bottom of a football scrum. My dear sweet Guinness then decided to gift me with a stench that would make a skunk blush.

And the filth!

Well, I looked down at her just in time to prevent her from entering the house, but that also meant I had to pick her up. Ack!

It took every fiber of my being at this point not to lose my mind.

So I took a deep breath, (while swearing a blue streak underneath), and I hauled the little darling into my arms.

Off to the bathtub then.

As I soaked the mutt down and watched cakes of vile sewage rush down the drain, I suddenly broke into uncontrollable laughter. Better than tears, right?

In that absurd moment of normal pet-owning life, I realized, again, that perspective is the key to a healthy, happy one.

The angst and the stress of my morning miscues began to flow away with the remnants of raccoon refuse.

The dog was only doing what comes naturally. She must have been in a moment of vulnerability. Maybe the changing of seasons has something to do with it.

Anyway, I looked at that poor waterlogged creature in the tub, and right then I decided none of this was worth getting worked up over. I pulled out a towel and started to dry her off, and the angelic face staring back at me told me two things.

It reminded me how much I’m loved, and it warned me there was more mayhem to come. She goes berserk after she gets dried off. Let the fun ensue.

As for all the other stuff going on right now? Let’s just let things run their course. Results will become clearer, albeit a little late, but hell we’ve waited this long.

Ultimately, the incumbent will leave his rental property pretty much in the same conditions he left his Atlantic City casino. Crumbling.

I just hope for Joe’s sake, it doesn’t smell like my dog.

Chill everybody. We’ll get there. Time for a shower.

My Dog Sat Me Down For A Heart To Heart

And she had plenty to say

medium.com

My Dog Has A Drinking Problem

And it’s probably my fault

medium.com

As always, thanks for taking the time. Liam Ireland Tree Langdon, CPA, CGA Britni Pepper Agnes Laurens Dr. Mehmet Yildiz Terry Mansfield Myriam Ben Salem Jessica Lynn