Oh mom I need you...I need to be by you. Licking your legs, smelling your clothes, following you everywhere you go....this is my life people. This is my life. I go to the bathroom with an army of canines and felines following me in there. Even the blind one manages to follow me. It is about a hundred times worse since I was away for a week.
I think it is official that the flowers on my table are dead. I really should throw them out. Funny how it never occured to the husband to throw them out while I was gone? They were half dead when I left.
