Fur Mom Life

I have spent my morning, walking the dog, cleaning up dog throw up, comforting the throwing up dog, attempting to soothe the sick dog to sleep, reprimanding a bunny for torturing the dog in her sick state, cleaning a bunny litter box, feeding two rambunctious bunnies, yelling at the bunnies for throwing their food, and absolutely no sleep for me. All before the sun even comes up.

Alligator Chase Part 1 in Sawgrass Lake Park

I have swam at the Gandy beach, eaten grouper, spent the day at Disney, drank at the sandbar but in the two years I have lived in Florida, I have yet to see an alligator in the wild. So this raises the question is, am I true Floridian? Not yet.

I’m an Adult?

How do people just become adults and act like this is totally normal. This is so WEIRD! How do you expect me to spend four years partying, drinking, flirting, taking tests while drunk, and just being reckless in general ALL ON MY DADS DIME and then it’s like ‘oh hey go work for eight hours a day and use ALL of your money to survive off shitty store brand bread.’ This is literally the epitome of adulthood.