We’re hosting my sister-in-law’s dog today. Her name is Mattie, she was found at a shelter and she has one of those mean SHOCK YOU! training collars around her neck.
I refuse to shock her—though I’d sure love to kick her somethin’ fierce.
Norma is starting to take to her. They fight over my socks.
Gladly, they’re happy.
Sadly, my socks are coated in dog spittle.
