Sherman went camping this weekend with Andyroo and his son.
Now Sherman has the runs and doesn't feel very well. He is refusing to eat his dog food. What can I say? I get mad but its like talking to the wall. A wall that smiles bemusedly while I am feeling unheard.
I warmed a tiny bit of butter and soy sauce and put it on the decrepit animals dog food.
That's what Andyroo is getting for dinner tonight. Sherman is not getting steak and moon pies.. Camping indeed!
The main phone call I got from Andyroo today was, "YOU took the dog." YES I took the dog, I didn't tell him, I need to straighten a few things out with the dog. He is a dog, he doesn't get steak and moon pies, and Lord knows what else he was fed on the camping trip.
