By: Nathan Sometimes, to solace my sad heart, I say, Though late it be, though lily-time be past, Though all the summer skies be overcast, Haply I will go down to her, some day, And cast my rests of life

So just yesterday, when I was walking Rocky, he bit another dog which was like five times smaller than him. Ignore that smug look of his here, he was truly a bitch. It was my fault of course. It was totally