Mum and I have an incredibly special bond. We are best friends. I am the one she spends the most time with and come to think of it, she never has anyone over to the house anymore, so perhaps I am her only friend? If all she has is me, why would she need anyone... Continue Reading →
What is Wrong with Me?
Woke up this morning not knowing what was wrong with me. All of a sudden my skin felt like it was on fire...
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who is the hairiest of them all?
All she does is clean up after me. She obviously has a problem with how much I shed and then I see it. The sheer audacity! The beard has to go!