Yesterday I went home for lunch to get a break from work. I was opening the door to my house with the thoughts of some leftover spaghetti and what do I see? My wifes dog walking around with some gotdamn doggy shoes on! WTF! Where did she even get those? This ish has to stop. Well, I get pissed off and just leave. No Lunch that day and since it’s summer, my hungry ass kids aren’t in school and finished up the leftovers. Man, there is nothing like next day spaghetti (maybe next day lasagna)and i missed it because people think it’s cute to put clothes and booties on dogs.