I would like you all to meet my Editor. Miss Foxy.
She is always watching everything I type.
In the mornings, she gets out of bed and leads me to the computer and waits for me to sit down and get started. If I take too long she will come and get me.
She is a slave driver. I am not allowed to leave the computer for long than 5 minutes or she starts yelling loudly for me to get back to work.
While helping me work on the blog on Dogs the other day, she feel asleep. I published it before she okay-ed the pictures and the final copy.
Believe me she was not happy when she looked on line and found out that not only did I not give her editorial credit, I did not include her picture. She is still giving me the cold shoulder.
You have never really been snubbed until you have been snubbed by a dog. They follow you around and sit right in front of your feet with their back turned to remind you just how wrong you are. I was tired of tripping over her, so I gave in.
To make up for that faux pas I had to promise her her own blog with pictures. Hopefully I will be forgiven soon.
She takes her job seriously.... She even edits my dreams.
Edited by Miss Foxy....okay, am I forgiven yet!!!!
My life is anything but normal. Then who's is. To get through this life I try to see the funny side of things. This is not a political commentary. My cardiologist says I need to avoid stress. Beside dealing with the government has taught me to curse like a sailor, and I'm trying to clean up my act. Oh if your trying to practice for the spelling bee, don't count on my help, I'm a horrible speller. THANK GOD for spell check. Now, if I would remember to use it.