Tired Chef

Asshole Dog

Being the kind souls that we are, the chef & I watched my bro's new puppy overnight. It did not go well. Potato wanted to eat him for breakfast. And lunch. And dinner. Vito just seethed. I swear you could see steam coming out of his ears everytime Socks [yes that is his name] came around. To really make matters worse, Socks the puppy was not housebroken nor did he like to sleep anywhere but Catcher's bed. Which Catcher was not having. Needless to say we are not getting another dog anytime soon.

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