#6 – HOW DARE HE?!
Dear Diary, How dare he? HOW DARE HE? I was laying in the sun by the glass door. Still basking in yesterday’s triumph, I turned on my back and displayed my fabu...
Dear Diary, How dare he? HOW DARE HE? I was laying in the sun by the glass door. Still basking in yesterday’s triumph, I turned on my back and displayed my fabu...
Dear Diary, WHAT A GLORIOUS DAY! 😺 After a fitful night plagued by nightmares of dancing chipmunks, I awoke troubled but with a determined purpose. The Fat One ...
Dear Diary, This cannot stand! THIS SHALL NOT STAND! I’m so angry I could eat ball bearings and crap BBs. 😾 With yesterday’s chipmunk related insults fresh in m...
Dear Diary, What a frustrating day! I was laying in the sun coming through the glass door lazily watching the outdoors when a chipmunk appeared on the de...
Dear Diary, What an awful day! The evil demon, Vacoom, escaped its prison and once again sought to steal my soul! With loud wails, it stalked me as I fled to my...
Dear Diary, What a crappy day! The Fat One, my hooman servant, has been insufferable. A stink bug dared to enter my domicile. This foreign invader was in my hou...
Gather around kiddies! Unka Mike has a story to tell! I stand in front of the confessional, bow my head briefly, and enter. Closing the door, I sit and breathe ...
The police are on high alert. Fire companies sit in their trucks awaiting the call. Merchants hunker down behind barricades and frightened citizens huddle toget...
Gather around, kiddies! Unka Mike has a story to tell! I don’t often go out to eat but I was on my way to the Ingles in Leicester and feeling a bit peckis...
Over the summer I was diagnosed with sleep apnea. For those like me ignorant of medical stuff this means that you stop breathing at times during sleep. In my ca...