dear waking up holding the grump diary,
i went to sleep holding becky tightly against my chest. she made her little grunt noise- so i knew she was there for the whole rest. i never once changed position- and unbeknownst to me- somewhere along the peaceful nap- the canines played a trick on me. whose idea it was- we will never know- i am sure it was not becky's tho- she would never go- not willingly anyway- not after she made her precious sigh- but i woke up with the grump in my arms and my hands- well- you might be as shocked as i. how he gets me to put them there- i haven't a clue- but somehow God willing- that is where i always seem to. it comes as quite a shock when i wake up in that area, but my hand went over his weenie and it sent me into hysteria. omfg i touched my dogs weenie again, how does that always happen to me- somebody turn me in. i don't deserve this wild beast sleeping in my bed. what if someday i wake up and try to give him head.
i went to sleep holding becky tightly against my chest. she made her little grunt noise- so i knew she was there for the whole rest. i never once changed position- and unbeknownst to me- somewhere along the peaceful nap- the canines played a trick on me. whose idea it was- we will never know- i am sure it was not becky's tho- she would never go- not willingly anyway- not after she made her precious sigh- but i woke up with the grump in my arms and my hands- well- you might be as shocked as i. how he gets me to put them there- i haven't a clue- but somehow God willing- that is where i always seem to. it comes as quite a shock when i wake up in that area, but my hand went over his weenie and it sent me into hysteria. omfg i touched my dogs weenie again, how does that always happen to me- somebody turn me in. i don't deserve this wild beast sleeping in my bed. what if someday i wake up and try to give him head.
