Due to the big snow, the Pea and I have been denied our funballs tennis ball action for some time. Mainly because I dare not venture off the potty paths lest I twist a large yet curiously fragile ankle and the Pea has decided that he would rather have momma stagger through the deep snow than return the ball to her.
Subsequently, PeeWee has built up excess labrastream which has compelled momma to bring him to daycamp twice per week lest he explode.
I say this because idiot momma is convinced that I actually miss him when he goes to camp hump alot. As if! She says that fact that I totally ignore her when he comes home is evidence or that I am all clingy with Master on daycare days. Not! I am just ignoring the DOH to punish her for abandoning me and assisting Master with his activities.
THEN, she points to the fact that I try to get as close to the stinky little dude as possible when he retires to recover from his day of dorky labrafun.
This is all a total misinterpretation of the facts. If she could just read word bubbles, she would come to know the truth.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!