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Friday Sinema: Say Please

I had a Siberian Husky. Micco, once the light bulb came on, was people. He did things like argue with Only, calling shotgun to sit in the front seat. He always won. Ane he always insisted I buckle him into … Continue reading

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Friday Sinema: My Way

Y’all know I’m training Jake to be a service dog. He is NOT this dog. (Thank goodness!) That said, I’d take Ryker in a heartbeat. He might have flunked out of Service Dog School, but one of the handlers adopted … Continue reading

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Last Monday

This is the last Monday before the new year and…yes, I’m bowing to public pressure to admit that Jan. 1, 2020 is the beginning of a new decade. I still say it’s numerically wrong but whatever. I normally use Mondays … Continue reading

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Thanking Monday

This is the last Monday of November. How can that even be? And Thursday is Thanksgiving!!! Gah! That means Christmas is only 4 weeks from today. 🤯 In other, less panic inducing news, there was a week, a weekend, and … Continue reading

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Daylight Savings Monday

I’m sure y’all know my feelings on the horribleness that is Daylight Savings Time. I don’t care if we are falling back and allegedly gaining an hour of sleep or springing forward and losing that alleged hour. I spend six … Continue reading

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Friday Sinema: Tomorrow Never…Dies?

Okay. After yesterday’s post, I had an earworm and I figured the best way to get rid of it was to pass it along to y’all. So, in my infinite wisdom and kindness, I went to YouTube and used “Tomorrow” … Continue reading

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Just Another Monday

This is going to be a full-pot Monday. I basically took the weekend off, something I don’t do very often, always regret come this time on Monday, but don’t really care. It’s a circular argument. So… Stormy came for breakfast … Continue reading

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