Does this look like a killer to you?
I have no idea how you managed to turn the incident of YOUR BRAWNY
SON BITING MY DOG into an account of a sweet, formerly abused, still-working-on-his-self-esteem, TOY poodle biting your boy. That’s low. Even for you.
Now that we’re back on the blog, I’d like to state for the record that I had no problem with your critique of my book. None. Whatsoever. Come on, I’ve been writing longer than you’ve been blonde; I’m used to critiques. I can’t help it if Bailey read it, though, and got upset. He’s very loyal.
As we are a Mom blog and as some folks may take your writing seriously (although personally I’ve never met anyone like that), I want to point out that I would never, ever , EVER harbor a dangerous animal, no matter how few teeth he has left.
Anyway, thanks for watching the dogs. The kennel cough is almost gone, and I’m sure the nightmares will abate soon.