You're how old??

So I spoke to soon. :( The daughter of Toby's owner showed up today to get the little guy. I don't use the C word often and it's basically come down to me believing I don't use it often enough. She has the trump card and played the victim the entire time with her fathers failing health and all. I don't want to sound like a total bitch but this chick couldn't care less about Toby and I can't help but wonder how much she cares about her father. She told me Toby is the only thing keeping her father alive but to much of a liability to let live anywhere else. She then took him away to live all by himself at the fathers condo which is now vacant. That's right. She's going to *try* and stop by once a day if it's possible to at least feed him. I can't tell you how bummed out I am. I tried, I really did. You know when you are talking to someone and after a minute you know they are to selfish and uncaring to hear anything anyone is going to say because they are so focused on being the poor victimized soul? Yeah, me too. Whatever. Everyone at work is now freaking out over the neglect factor. Animal control will be called on Monday and we're going to see if they can get the little guy out of there. Otherwise, I might have to make this a re-con mission. I'll tell you how it goes...

On a way tastier note, I have a blueberry pie in the oven and the crust is incredibly cool. It could be blogged. The crust consists of christmas trees around the edge and a snowman in the middle. JH is in fact #... well, hold on here...

Today is Mike's birthday!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE!!! I'm going to go ahead and take a back seat for like 5 seconds and give a shout out to the MM.

MM #1!!