Thursday, March 1, 2012

Life ain't fair - Get your own balls I say

Those darn Canadians! Today, 2 lovely scented jolly balls were delivered and Mom tells me they are for Brogan, not me. WTH? Since when did we become the Canadian Post Office? Blood viles, pool liners, dvds, and now jolly balls? Finley is not happy! Good thing Mom threw them outside where I can't find them! Otherwise, Brogan you'd be out of luck Man. No promises when Mom is away in Europe. Aunt Beth won't know any better :)))