MaryMary
@msmarymary
Quite contrary, terrible gardener. I ❤️ dogs, baseball, stories, commas, and human rights. If empathy is a sin, then I’ll be damned.
Oh no. I’m on vacay in the Hocking Hills and just saw a HERD* of wild turkeys in the woods by our cabin. I have my dog & my bestie is bringing hers. This could be a problem. My dog is not a fighter Cc @theferocity.bsky.social *This isn’t the correct collective noun but flock seems too innocuous
But then @sepinwall.bsky.social won’t be able to post this anymore. (I’ve followed both of you for years and think of this when someone complains about using preferred names and pronouns)
At least it’s not explosive diarrhea. 🤷🏻♀️ Regardless, Phoebe hopes you feel better soon!
This is Shadow. He killed a possum, two bunnies, a chipmunk, a rat, a mole, a starling, and wounded a robin (over several years, not ona killing spree). He never caught his biggest nemesis, the squirrel. Shadow is proud of Hayley
I spoke to my friend Mitch McConnell this morning. He said “GOOD BYE” and “PARKER BROTHERS, INC”
Oh no. In addition to the incessant texts they found me on FB Messenger I like Amy Acton and will vote for her. I might campaign for her. But these messages are asinine. Who actually donates because of them?
Pet people: my dog hates rainstorms (it doesn’t even have to thunder!) as well as fireworks. It was super easy to get a script for Trazodone. My vet didn’t require an office visit and it was like $15.
I’m single, but there is a non-zero number of people who think Phoebe is my partner. Or at least a roommate
And, for real, this is what happened when I tried to translate the sentence at the end of the article
The AI is bad enough, but the whole point of Bumble was that women had to send a message before the man could. Cut down on a whole lots of abuse, bullshit, and dick pics.
Took a mini break to Maumee Bay State Park. Phoebe enjoyed the wind in her ears
This is @bencollins.bsky.social talking about @katmabu.bsky.social, but it captures what the Dem pundits and consultants don’t understand about their actual base
Phoebe also hid in the closet, was shaky and sad, and tried to join me in the shower to stay safe. I told her the storms are gone but she is dubious
I sat behind a dog on a plane! His name is Jack. He’s a service dog and is a very good boy.
Happy Gotcha Day, Phoebe! I’m so glad you and your RBF came to brighten my life!
I am delighted the tradition of improvised sleds continues at @ohiouniversity.bsky.social
Merry Christmas from this portrait of Phoebe. Artist credit: my almost-niece.
Does Amazon think I need my pills wrapped in something tasty in order to be tricked into taking them?
I love Sir Paul, but this is a terrible song only slightly redeemed by this post