Chet here - I know this is Wordless Wednesday, but thought you needed a bit more info about this scene to fully appreciate my predicament. It seems the Roommate is tired being scratched by a crocodile (she calls me that sometimes) so I get short leashed to the deck railing and outfitted with that ridiculous snout holster. She then sidles up to me with the treat bag, those nipper things and fake sweetey words intending to clip my toenails. Well it was nip (get it?) and tuck for a bit, but as you can see--I won. The Roommate left the scene muttering about me winning the battle but not the war. What the heck does that mean?
Out of the NFL, into my dreams?
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