Tuesday, April 1, 2008
It's too quiet in here.
EttaRose is being nice. Too nice. Something is about to happen. Can't you just feel it? Like an invisible axe waiting to fall on the poor innocent neck of a small foul-mouthed dog. The air is thick with foreboding tension.
Max is under the bed. Yummy is standing guard. But the bitch is out there. I just know it.
Max has now paid for an online background check for Rose the Hose. Turns out she's really Wife the Knife. Shit.
Max has snuck by her blog early this morning. It looks innocent enough. Max is not fooled.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.