Did y’all know we missed National Grouch Day yesterday? Or that I goofed again and didn’t post? I do have a good excuse this time…I had work to do at work. And at home. And I still do, but I’m taking a quick break to talk to all you fine folks out there in Internet Land.
So yesterday was National Grouch Day. Seems fitting that it would’ve been George’s tenth birthday. Anyone who met my cat George would see the funny coincidence that my tough, grouchy cat was born on National Grouch Day. He was a punk, wouldn’t put up with anyone’s crap, and, like most grouches out there, was a real softy if he let you get to know him. Man, I miss that cat. **sniff**
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Crud! That’s a day I would have loved to be a part of. I always miss the good ones.
Wow! That explains a lot, actually. And I wish I could have used that as my excuse when my husband asked me what was wrong yesterday!
I’m surprised Hallmark hasn’t come up with a card. I would totally buy it. That’s the kind of holiday I can really get into.