Bleh

I woke up feeling so gross. Ugh. I'm pretty sure I slept in a really odd position. But anywaaays..


I've been posting a new item on etsy almost everyday. I have a few plans to make something new today. Hopefully it will turn out like I want it to and I can add it to my shop ^-^ *fingers crossed*


Soo, back to this morning. I woke up, walked into the living room, and started reading the news when there was a knock on the door. Andrew being shirless, ran off into the bedroom. I opened the door and peeked out to see  police man. Can I just say I was freaking out. Hard. I had no reason to be worried, but still. He asked for my name and I told him. He asked for Andrew's name and asked for him to come to the door. So Andrew went to the door and the cop asked if we had a dog. Of course I'm standing in the back of the room holding our kitten Pixel. Andrew replied, "We don't really like dogs here." Anyways, long story short. Some guy said a man in a red car took his dog and brought it inside our apartment and that we still had it.

Um, no.


What an odd thing to believe. I don't hate dogs, but I definitely wouldn't have one in this tiny place. So silly.


Well, I guess I should be going. Andrew is looking at me with sad eyes, because he "is starving".

<3