So, my precious puppy, the apple of my eye managed to pretty much eat the memory card that possessed all of our adorable pictures from our honeymoon. We had some awesome pictures of Jerrod dressed up as Jack Sparrow, me as a Spanish goon with a sombrero and maracas, and us both as Steve Tyler. There were also awesome pictures of our delicious dinners and all the sights. Now none of you will be privileged to see the starworks mania at Magic Kingdom or me accidentally filming a fit of my own over tall bald men blocking the High School Musical live show. Now I know that none of you are really bumbed but I am flat out sad.
If it wasn't for Coosa, the suspect in this crime, being so dang cute, he would surely be punished for such an unforgivable crime. But he unfortunately is too cute to punish, so once again tonight he is sharing a popsicle with his daddy and playing fetch with me (which by the way, never teach your dog to fetch b/c when you really want them to go away, throwing a ball or inanimate object will only promise a swift return).
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