It's monday

And man does it feel like one.
I am tired.
Husband is tired.
Sherman is hungover.
I'm kidding.
The bottle of whiskey Sherm found on our Saturday morning walk was empty before he chewed the cap off.
At least I think it was.

Where did the weekend go?
Come back!


  1. Oh, Sherm, you still boy!

  2. I wish Sammy would find awesome stuff like that on our walks instead of barking and whining at anything with four legs. Or two for that matter...


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