Its a bloody bitch and she just won't go away! She's in heat too, obviously. She's walking around, sniffing at everything, especially my
crotch, and I tell you, she's so dripping wet its obvious. Its bloody disgusting. I'd be disgusted, even if I weren't a pouf.
So every time I leave, I throw a stick at her. She doesnt' take the hint because whenever I return, the bitch is back again.
Sometimes I really hate being a bloody werewolf. To a bitch, we must smell even more enticing than your usual mutt.
On a side note, having Hoochie-mama here for hols has been delightful. She's a wonderful companion, and we've taken in some of the best shows. And of course, dined at some of the finest restaurants as well.
We both miss Sirius as well. She's a good friend. Nice to not have that confused with shagging.
Perhaps she can think of a way to get rid of that stray dog outside.
Tunes: The Bitch is Back ~ Elton John