How to Know What Your Dog Ate

Greg said, "What do you need to get off your chest? That's why people blog, because they are angry." Well, I'm not an angry person, but I like the idea of a blog.

However, in the spirit of rants and my first blog post ~ I'll share someone else's rant. Greg sent me this email:
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Right now I am REALLLY hating on your cat!!! Its not my cat for now its yours. I came in with the new mop and he darted out the freaking door. Nubia was asking where I was?? And I said getting her a mop!! Then she did a half ass job cleaning the floors.. didn’t get the office at all… and only half the bathrooms. She officially sucks and so does your "hiding under the shed" cat. I spanked him and put him in his room. I will NEVER let him outside again. NEVER. And whatever you do DO NOT MAKE NICE WITH HIM WHEN YOU COME BACK FOR LUNCH!!! DO NOT!! I repeat… DO NOT!!!!!!!!!

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Awww, poor Tigs. It's Greg's fault for taking Tigger out, now he thinks the backyard is his domain too!

I'm having a ** psychic ** moment ~ Greg finishing the lattice work at the bottom of the shed.

OMG - I was about to end this post, but then I received another email from Greg.

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BTW while looking for tigger I came across something very unusual and disgusting.

I was walking in the turd ridden landmine we call a back yard dodging pebbles little organic gifts to the yard… when I noticed a fairly fresh donation with a bright round bulbous tip. I wondered if she swallowed a small ball from somewhere in the house and looked further. I got a pair of pliers to pull it out and when a lightly closed down on it juice ran out! It was a cherry tomato!! still in tact. It is SO funny I decided to leave it alone and let you see it.
Disgusting..

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How romantic. My boyfriend saves me a turd with a cherry on top!

I promise to never feed Pebbles veggies again! She's a dog that will eat ANYTHING.