Part of preparing for the arrival of Santa is clearing out the old toys and miscellaneous stuff, to make room for the new toys and miscellaneous stuff. LG found a too-small tutu, which of course, we were compelled to recycle as a “ruff” for Biscuit, the gay transvestite alleged cockapoo. Doesn’t he look dapper? He could go to any holiday dinner party . . .
Except that his “table” manners leave a little something to be desired. He seems to think the ruff gives him carte blanche to attack, maul and maim this alopecia-afflicted Dollar Store Barbie knock-off.
Hasn’t she suffered enough?