I wouldn't want to be accused of taking part in a rumble.

That title's from a line of...It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown, which I made my kids watch this afternoon. They didn't know who Schroeder was. I am sad.


So, like....I was, you know, like totally gonna write another September Stories post, since it was brought to my attention that it's so October. But then, I came home, and got on the computer, and Daisy hopped up on my lap.

I knew right away that the post wasn't going to happen because
Oh
My
Good
Gawd
That dog stank somethin awful.
Awful.

Since I share a queen bed with her, and it's not as big as a continent, I knew drastic action must be taken before our 10pm bedtime. I have plans to take her to the groomer on Friday, but she can't wait that long. So, I had to give her a bath. I really had no choice.

Here is the end result:

I have titled this photo:

"I will not look at you because you dumped me in water."

And that is why I could not post.
Maybe tomorrow.