The Day My Chihuahua Got B*tch-Slapped By A Deer

  It was 6am. The dog was whining in his kennel, desperate to get outside to relieve his tiny chihuahua bladder, that he, for some reason, fills to capacity every single night before bed. Let me just say, he’s addicted to drinking out of the bathtub. Quentin would say that I established this very annoying […]