Things you wish you could say

When I'm at your house, your two undisciplined dogs tear up my legs climbing up me and lick me and won't leave me alone and you do nothing about it although you can clearly see that I'm not enjoying it, as I'm pushing them down and fighting to keep them off me. They hurt!. When you come to my house, my dogs sit politely at your feet and look at you, inviting you to pat or stroke their heads to acknowledge their presence, after which they will go lie down. Yet you won't touch them. What's up with that? I guess I can't expect your dogs to have any manners as you clearly don't. But no worries, as you'll never see me in your house again.
 
I wish I could say I didn’t need to go on a diet.
But, Monday is a go.

Good news is I’m not doing this alone. Hubby will be on one, as well. 😆
I’ve not baked anything in a few days and there are no prepackaged snacks here.
My son came home earlier and looked around in the kitchen (no cake, no cookies, nothing on the counter), so he opened the fridge and said, “It’s all healthy food in here.” 😂
 
When I'm at your house, your two undisciplined dogs tear up my legs climbing up me and lick me and won't leave me alone and you do nothing about it although you can clearly see that I'm not enjoying it, as I'm pushing them down and fighting to keep them off me. They hurt!. When you come to my house, my dogs sit politely at your feet and look at you, inviting you to pat or stroke their heads to acknowledge their presence, after which they will go lie down. Yet you won't touch them. What's up with that? I guess I can't expect your dogs to have any manners as you clearly don't. But no worries, as you'll never see me in your house again.
I’m sorry :hugs
 
When I'm at your house, your two undisciplined dogs tear up my legs climbing up me and lick me and won't leave me alone and you do nothing about it although you can clearly see that I'm not enjoying it, as I'm pushing them down and fighting to keep them off me. They hurt!. When you come to my house, my dogs sit politely at your feet and look at you, inviting you to pat or stroke their heads to acknowledge their presence, after which they will go lie down. Yet you won't touch them. What's up with that? I guess I can't expect your dogs to have any manners as you clearly don't. But no worries, as you'll never see me in your house again.
And people wonder why I don't like dogs.
 

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