Ok, so I posted like 47 times today. SO?!

On my way home for my lunch break I passed the purple house on the corner. They have 2 dogs. One of them is very mutt'ish. Creamy white and semi curly-haired-fluffy. The other one is a miniature pinscher, I think. As I turned right on the corner of 3rd St. I saw them. They're usually bouncing around nipping at one another but today they were in the corner of the chainlink fence in what couldn't even be called a 'pile' of leaves. They were smashed together, huddled, visibly shaking. Do you see that I would make a better dog mom? Seriously. I'm not saying ya hafta build a fire in the fireplace and lay out the down comforter for them to nestle in on (oh god it sounds delicious) but shit, get 'em a house, fill it with warm things, towels, blankets, hay, i don't care.. but just leavin' 'em out there when it's like coal miner's ass in Alaska cold out there, c'mon. It's not nice. They were miserable. You know yourself it's cold out there. Stop being assholes, purple house people.

When I topped the hill to turn onto my own street I noticed for the first time that the guys across the street in the pink house (swear to God our house is not pink or purple, but rather pale baby blue. heh) .....have a cut-out, painted wooden nativity scene. Baby Jesus is in his 2d manger in the center, more forward than his comrades, sitting straight up and down and he's waving. He has this bright, goofy grin and he's waving. He's also about 2/3 the size of Mary and Joseph. My husband and I, we supply the crack for the pink and purple houses.