Evidence File

Monday, August 13, 2012

Merwin gets really excited when he receives a new toy, so I like to get him new toys. Problem is, he doesn't need new toys.  He doesn't chew them up or rip out their squeakers like a lot of other dogs, so they pile up. The stack was growing out of its neat little toy basket and up the wall, so I did an analysis. The results are in--I'm a lunatic.

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  1. Truth. However, I have seen his love for the duck. Hold on, where's the duck!?! You need to get a replacement duck, stat! Sadly, we appear to have come full circle.

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  2. I Love lunatics! Hmmm I think I may be one too!
    Ouch...daughter in law envy...0h well, a bird pooped on my head 2day
    Wearing red hat...came right through the car roof window...splat, synchronicity,
    Is it a sign?

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    1. Being a lunatic is great. I cannot believe you got pooped on IN YOUR CAR! That is amazing, but do expect great things coming your way!!!

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