Monday morning at the Bunker ......






TherapyBoy was here when I got home from work last night.


He brought his new Pal with him. Rescued from a puppy mill. The poor thing couldn't even walk from being stuck in a cage for so long, but is doing well now.

Is that a cute looking Dog or what?

She made herself right at home and jumped up on the furniture. That's the official, Dog Chair she's in. 24-7 there's a dog in that chair and it's a great competition between my 4 Mutts to get "The Chair". I'm not sure how his dog managed to find it open.

The ER was as goofy as ever this weekend. A regular, Zombie Fest. Ughhhhhhhhh My disdain for mankind grows with every day I work with the public.

OK, I need coffee now.