Snakes suck.

Everyone keeps leaving us.  Last week Louise went on a “business trip” and was gone for, like, 2 weeks.  The day before, our walker Mary Ann said she was going on “vacation,” but that was at least a month ago.   At least I can count on Thelma to stay home w/us.  She loves me too much to go back to an office job.  She assures me she’ll find work, but she’ll never again work in a “[very bad word] snake pit w/a bunch of vipers, back-stabbers and ugly people.  So many ugly people!!!”  I don’t blame her; I don’t like snakes either.