A couple of things I don't get about germs...

If you go to a donut chain or a bakery, the workers use tissue to grab a donut for you.....but then they put the tissue in the bag with your donut.....


Ladies:  When you go in to a public bathroom, you're worried about germs, so you don't sit on the seat.  You squat.  You pee ALL OVER THE SEAT and don't wipe it up!  How does this make sense?  And then, everyone has to worry about not touching your germs.......   I have NEVER caught anything from a public toilet, and I don't enjoy cleaning up after you.   Just sit the F down.

A letter from Daisy

Dear June,

I've been meaning to write to you for a while. I've been gone almost 4 months already, and I'm still really sad. I know everyone probably thinks we're both OK and 'over it', but I know you're still sad. I know you're probably sitting at the computer crying as you read this. You did the right thing by letting me go---I wasn't well, and I knew it was hurting you to see me suffer.

I'm glad you had the strength and love in your heart to rescue two new dogs so quickly--that's the greatest tribute to my life that I could imagine. I never felt like it was a betrayal, or that I was being replaced. I know that's just not true. Thanks for keeping with the 'floral' names--Lilly and Holly are sweet names. I know their greatest faults will be that they are not me. Please try to love these dogs the way you loved me. If you can only love them half as much, they are still very lucky to have you. Please remember that they really are still puppies, and that I got in a lot of trouble one, too. I wasn't always the angel you remember ;)

I wanted to let you know something about all of the dog hair of mine that you found after I was gone, and that you continue to find. I know you found it a painful reminder, but I left it there so you would know I was thinking of YOU.

I mostly wanted to let you know that I'm OK, even though I'm sad, too. The beaches are endless, and I run as fast as I can, whenever I want. When I'm tired I take a nap in the sun, and there is always a lot of good food. Your old dogs Fiona and Nugget say hi--they miss you, too. Thanks for finding me, and for giving me a great life.

Please don't be sad--I promise you I'll wait for you. We will see each other again.

All my love,

Daisy