On the way home I saw a fearsome guard dog hounding passers-by from behind his chain link fence. Not sure why someone would select a pug for that duty, but the little fellow was giving it everything he had.
When I was a teenager I was sure I'd be dead before I was thirty. Let's just say that I am well into some serious gravy time now but sometimes I wonder if I am actually dead and this is hell.
—anonymous blog comment