I’m Odie. If I can reach it, I eat it. Shamelessly.
“I think TV remotes are like potato chips…I can’t eat just one.
– Odie xxoo”
PS: moments after this photo was taken, I went after my fourth remote. Not an ounce of shame.
“I smelled peppermint candies in Grams’ coat pocket. They were delicious. So was the coat.” What makes the story funnier is that she knew he ate the candies (wrappers and all) but didn’t notice the big hole in her coat until after she got to work.
My name is Scout, and I know I’m young, but I know where I’m suppose to do my business, and yet, I continually do it where my mommy does her actual business: on the office rug, underneath the desk. I’m not sorry.
Matilda lets the big ginger cat, who lives in the house behing us, bully her. Yesterday he chased her across the garden and she had to cower by the back door until rescued. She is ashamed on behalf of her whole species.