I'm A Brave Boy

It's not that I'm a wimp... It's just that I'm cautious. Yah, that's it. After being with my mom and pop for seven years, last night was the first night I was brave enough to go in the back half of the house. And you know what, I don't even know why I was so scared in the first place. I mean, there is a spare bedroom, a bathroom, and another bedroom. That's it. Why was I so afraid?

I know, it's been ages since I have updated this site. Luckily nothing much has changed. Annie and Snickers are okay - just a little older and a little slower. Me, on the other hand, I'm full of piss and vinegar - can't keep a Brittany down!



By the way, mom still knits like she has no damn sense. Tee-hee! Above is a picture of a toy she made called Penny McTeethersons. I wanted to chew on it but she wouldn't let me. Rats!