The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
We were all in a puppy pile on the bed when the dog pretty much fell asleep…
Katy keeps asking me if I think the dog is happy or likes it here. I think the fact that she fell asleep bopping her boob, then resting her head across my neck answers the question.
Today I celebrate my 45th birthday, surrounded by my wifey and the boy, good friends in the Jones and the Lannuttis, Not-my-dog, and lots of good food and drink. We had such a nice evening we actually forgot to Instagram that shit and instead just enjoyed the company and the experience!! Shocking, I know.
You’ll have to take my word for it that the spread included homemade sushi, chicken wings with blue cheese sauce, Swiss sausages from the bbq, Italian caprese salad, Greek tzaziki, Croatian red pepper tapenade, cheese from France, Switzerland and the Netherlands, bbq mushrooms and courgettes, booze from pretty much everywhere and cake made specially by Katy. A truly eclectic but oh so satisfying buffet. Table was full!
I had a great evening. Thank you friends and family for your company!
If you’re part of the solution, you’re part of the precipitate.
Possible answers for now:
Short Rib
Duck Phat
Miso Funky
Lil’ Kebab
Pop Sicko
Father Thyme
Po’Boy
Bi Bim Braaap
Rev Al Pastor
In the last two weeks, I’ve consciously tried to move more, and I’ve been able to hit 10k steps pretty much every day. I went running 3x last week and since we’ve had Not-my-dog at home, Katy and I go out for a walk right after dinner every evening. I want us to carry on with that once NMD goes home.
Shitgibbon (obvs)
Cockwomble
Twatwaffle
Knobgobbler
Cuntpuncher
Fucknugget
Any others?
