I finished making my lunch for tomorrow. A spinach, fennel, and beet salad with some walnuts, and an orange miso ginger dressing that ended up looking pink. The recipe called for arugula, not spinach, but I don't really like arugula.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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I found a penny on one of the dog beds when I came home today.
I don't know if they left me a tip, or they've started pooping currency. (I suppose it could be both, really.)
Are you certain that dog is not a goose? I mean really really sure?
Look at this brindle boxer: [link].
Hmm, Ginger, you have a point.
I need more data to be sure. I'll cross my fingers for a golden egg tomorrow.
I don't know if they left me a tip, or they've started pooping currency.
Isn't a penny an insult tip? Have you been slacking on service lately?
I don't know if they left me a tip, or they've started pooping currency.
Isn't a penny an insult tip? Have you been slacking on service lately?
Hey, they're DOGS; they don't have any concept of finance!
...I think.
I dunno. Most pets play with the cheap/free things and ignore the real expensive toys. Seems they have an excellent, if not inverted, sense of finance. By that logic, they gave you a HUGE tip. Maybe you should slack, and they'll leave you a Sacajawea coin.
Then you have to ask, where are the dogs getting money? Perhaps they're stealing kids' lunch money.
OTOH, maybe it's best you don't know. To maintain plausible deniability.
I put some Orajel on my wisdom tooth socket, because it was hurting, and I think I used too much, because now that whole cheek and that side of my tongue are numb. Very odd feeling.