Snow and Fart Therapy

Hi G-Fans!

Winter was upon us today.

The concierge was all smug this morning thinking she was funny telling people that they better remember their snow boots while it was nearly 50 and rainy this morning.  It didn't take long for that weather to shift from somewhat balmy to snappy cold!  The rain went to snow in twenty minutes!

But, that isn't what I wanted to write about.

I want to let you know how inappropriate the concierge is and to wonder out loud about the crassness of it all.....!

The concierge has recently accused me of stashing ducks in some unknown pocket (without a protector I might add)!

Meanwhile she is bringing work home.

She swears she is going to write a book on Fart Therapy because it relieves stress and makes everyone laugh.

WELL, almost everyone.

I am not laughing.

She tried to humiliate me by blaming me for her own trail of noisy gaseous emissions.

That is just plain wrong.

I don't care if I come under the classification of K9, I am royalty and I have my dignity to maintain!

So if you are going to fart, don't blame someone else.

Proudly own it!

More on that subject on a night the concierge isn't passing out at the counter!

TTFN!

-G

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Cute butts....