OY WITH THE POODLES ALREADY! IT'S K'S BIRTHDAY!

 Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,

Favorite Young Man and his beloved came for a short visit recently. He wanted to get his very large tool box from my garage for use at his current job, which is going well.

So I got to meet his beloved, K. 

If K were a movie for me to review, my word for that movie would be lovely. Or brilliant. I wouldn't even be going too far if my word choice were perfect.

Today is K's birthday. I hope everyone pampers her and spoils her and treats her with the appreciation she deserves.

Did I mention her grammar is excellent?

I'm sure I'll see her again some day.

Princess seems a little off. She didn't eat her breakfast yesterday and only ate part of her supper. She barfed a bit on the bed so I had sheets to wash. She also slept all day yesterday without making a sound. 

Part of her behavior is a reaction to losing Penelope. Princess wants me in her sight all the time now. When she's eating, if she thinks I'm moving to a spot where she won't be able to see me, she stops so she can run after me, even if I'm not really going anywhere. 

It's almost time for her yearly wellness exam, so I went ahead and made her appointment with Dr. G. for today. If anything is wrong, I want to know as quickly as possible.

As for Israel, Iran, and the whole mess, Netanyahu found the perfect combination of stupidity and mental illness in the felon and made Tiny Hands his pussy.

It's hotter than hell here, and I know many of you are experiencing life under the heat dome, too. Stay hydrated and try not to get overheated. 

Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug