Another Day of My Battles With Muffin

For the folks that haven’t read my earlier blogs Muffin,my husband’s dog, that I want to kill . She has been sleeping in the hallway outside of the bathroom for some  time now.  When I got out of the bath and  just putting make-up on , Muffin comes into the bathroom.  I was sitting on the commode looking into mirror, I smelled something malodorous.  I knew it wasn’t me. I hadn’t farted.  I looked down at Muffin and asked her,” Did you come in here just to fart on me? ” She wagged her tale as if she really have fun farting on me.  I mean, come on, she pees on the carpet, she farts on me. Don’t you think you want to killed if she lived at YOUR house?

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About 1wanderingtruthseeker

I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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2 Responses to Another Day of My Battles With Muffin

  1. Raani York says:

    LOOOL. Very humorously written. I like that. You know… I doubt Muffin did that on purpose – compared to some people I could name who I think do… *chuckle*

    • 1wanderingtruthseeker says:

      Thank you much. My husband would kill me, if something happens to Muffin. He would think I killed her, even if she died of old age. HaHa

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