Grumpy old man

The male biped is going to call you 'college liberal' from now on.

Grump much, ya old fart? I've heard you bark. You're more insistent than I am! Oh, how I want to be like you when I get old.

Even our neighbor, who loves us dearly, has commented on Kirby's barking at the door when he wants in. It's so embarassing.

shesh, Kirbs.. you sound kind of like my Daddy (except for the poop eating part)

Did you get up on the wrong side of the bed this morning Kirby? Psssssst, I too love poo. Hey, that rhymes!!! In fact, Momma caught me picking up some of Paulines this A.M. Pauline & Nushi sometimes leave dry tootsies on this ugly old carpet we have here. It's like poo delivery, you know?

Ya, and this wansn't posted 4 hours ago....

Kirby, seriously...I had a dream about you last night (I know I lead an exciting life)...anyhow, you talked....really talked, but only to me. Consequently, when I carried (ya might wanna lose a coupla ounces there, buddy) you back home, and I wanted you to talk to your 'rents....nothin'. By the way, you were lost, so you probably ought not go escaping to elope...just a suggestion.

In this dream of mine....all of us lived in an "IP" neighborhood. It was too funny.

MMD-Senior Division Bi-Laws:0) (Visual--Kirb with his chewie cigar, track suit, couple of gold chains sitting in recliner)

Now as for the going out @ 10:30...mine does the same thing and I still wake her up @ 4ish to go outside. You wake me up...I wake you up. Rock on Kirby!! I know a great farm down South with acres and acres of poo--cow, horse and wild animals.

AND the pinky ring.... Where is the glorious farm you're talking about? You mean your place? Are you gonna invite me?

Only poo here is mine and Rock's. There's two places. Where me and Mama used to live which is not too far but the other place is in Bloomfield. We spent a weekend there last Fall. Acres of poo as far as you can see...it'll bring a tear to your grumpy old eyes.

Visualizing this dream just made my day! What did Kirby sound like?? Jerry Stiller?!!

Wow, you dreamed about moi? AND we all lived in an IP neighborhood? Are you sure you didn't die and go to heaven?

Kirby, after we marry, we can live here with my mom. I have her trained very well. I usually cold nose her around 3:30 in the morning and make her let me out. It's practically maintenance free--at least for us it is.

Now, about the poop. Maybe we can join a "Poop of the Month" club. Wouldn't that be spectacular? Horse poop, rabbit poop, maybe even poop from the animals at the zoo. *sigh* Just thinking about that makes me come unglued! Living out our senior years together, with a different poop treat to munch on every month. How much better could it get?

You could put that on your wedding registry and the BFFs will all chip in to get that for you! Ooooh, we could plan an elder love BFF bridal shower!

Let's not forget the MMD bachelor party!!!!! I nominate Sir Denny Crane to head the festivities and organize the entertainment!!!

Kirby sounded like a young boy....but only to me...the little toot! I asked him if he was Hoover or Kirby to which he replied "I'm Kirby". He said some other things while I was carrying him home, but the second we walked into Debbie's house, he said NOTHING! By the way, they were putting up their Christmas tree. hahahaha

It was fun, Kirby, except you wouldn't talk to anyone else, which of course, everyone thought I was nuts....go figure!!!!

lol....don't remember about the clean house....but it seemed like you were remodeling part of the house and putting up the Christmas tree. I don't usually remember my dreams, but I woke up laughing and told my husband right away, so I wouldn't forget it.

The Christmas tree?! Was my house clean?