Precious Peeps it’s me your PERFECT as always Pitty Pal here to project you into a wonderful weekend.
I was just getting back in my stride after the roller coaster start to the week when Granny woke me up in the middle of the night.
She had taken a fit of the giggles.
Says it happens to her now and again.
Seems she had such a funny dream that it raised her from her slumbers and she just couldn’t stop laughing.
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What was the dream about you ask just as I did and here is what she said.
She was dating President Trump! Except he wasn’t President at the time he was a young whipper snapper real estate developer.
Hardly that funny is it?
Well no it isn’t until you get to the best bit. He had a great big black head just to the left of his nose and Granny was out to squeeze it like doctor Pimple Popper.
OK I admit that is a little funnier.
She woke up just as she was about to dive into it as he sat at a wooden kitchen table.
In biblical times Joseph would have had a field day interpreting this.
For now I’ll just say humans are strange especially when they are doing flips on run down houses!!
Hope this has helped you see that no matter how crazy you might think you are Granny is worse.
Precious Peeps it’s PITS here to help you as always over the humpty.
I’m already a bit confused about this week because Granny and Grandpa were away Monday and then Granny had to work yesterday already so it feels like I’ve already had two humpties.
It’s like a little roller coaster.
Does that happen to you too?
If your usual routine gets out of kilter do you start thinking your lost?
It’s not a serious problem of course it just makes me tired.
I feel like I need more sleep to handle it and the heat doesn’t make it better.
Maybe this won’t help you over your humpty at all today but I thought I’d share just in case you are like me.
That way you won’t feel alone.
Be like me always get it out there and say it like it is.
Bet you’ll feel better soon especially after some snoozing.
She was completely conked out after our extraordinary extravaganza on the 4th but clearly had recuperated by yesterday morning.
She deftly snuck into my Moms closet and devoured her only remaining flip flops.
They happened to be a fancy pair to boot.
I don’t know if she was taking revenge on Ma for the forced exercise during the expedition or if she was hungry for more than her brekkie provided.
Either way she was in the dog house reflecting on her misdemeanors until her Dad got off work.
Heaven knows what she’ll get up yo next.
In the meantime I plan to take a short trot with her now and then rest up since it’s baking hot once more and we need to replenish glycogen stores for future doggy paddling.