Matt thinks he has Ebola and I've been very insensitive about it each and every time he calls or texts to provide me unsolicited updates. I've been working exactly double the amount of hours every day that even exist in a normal Earth day and so I've become extremely run down and now I think I have contracted the Ebola from Matt and I'm very upset by this. I just called him to yell at him for spreading disease to innocent people. But somehow I ended up instead just telling him I'm coming over to cuddle with Mr. Pants if I can ever get out of my office.
I think the southern accent throws me. It pulls manners out of me I didn't even know I had. Bob and Cathie really should have tried using southern accents on me when I was a child.
And now, your Pictures & Distractions:
Mr. Pants and Mr. Scraps picked me up at the airport last week and it was amazing and we all peed a little.
I taught Sam's dog to sleep in human beds while I was visiting Colorado. YOU'RE WELCOME, SAM!
This isn't actually a Picture.
I didn't take very many pictures this week so here are just some more puppies.
*****Stranger Picture of the Week
Thanks, Kristen. She spotted this horror at her sister-in-law's house.
Crap to distract you from whatever you're supposed to be doing: