Nope. Not me. Never gonna grow up.

My newest toy arrived today to add to my collection.

Yes, I have a bunch of silly toys.

I won a lovely little Target dog squirt gun in an auction to benefit a friend and fellow bull terrier owner.

I’ve already squirted one neighbor with it. LOL! It works well.

Between Lucy freaking out over all the fireworks, the asshole neighbor with his friends doing their best to torment The Curmudgeon all day, and The Curmudgeon griping to me about it…I have had it.

If I had the income to make it alone, I’d be out of here in a heart beat.

Oh hell, one nice lottery win would do it. Yes, that’s it, the old red neck retirement system.

So there’s the rude neighbor giving The Curmudgeon fits because his music is so loud we can’t have the house open on such a nice cool day.

Later the music was still extremely loud, The Curmudgeon was trying to sleep, and he called the police on them.

Yes, he goes to bed early but he has to because he’s exhausted.

Battling secondary progressive Multiple Sclerosis 24/7 is a tiring job he never asked to have. There were no interviews, no applications. Nope. The job was thrust upon him.

Then there are all the idiots who are setting of fireworks and making Lucy a wreck. Gee, thanks you knuckle dragging imbeciles.

I is going to hide in my crate forever.