I love my WordPress blog.
One of the reasons I do is because of a little integrated tool called Akismet.
Akismet polices spam.
It makes sure spam comments don’t worm their way into the comment section and instead, remain in the spam box.
However, every now and then, certain spam comments make my day.
Cause they make me chuckle.
Dan, the spammer, cracked me up today.
He said, “The next time I read a blog, I hope that it doesn’t disappoint me as much as this one. I mean, I know it was my choice to read, but I actually thought you’d have something interesting to say. All I hear is a bunch of whining about something that you could fix if you weren’t too busy looking for attention.”
Really, Dan, really?
Have I really disappointed you?
Was it really your choice to read?
Am I whining too much?
Am I really busy looking for attention?
I’m disappointed, Dan.
Especially since this is the first time you’ve commented.
You know what the Son would say about you?
That you’re a hater, Dan.
Nevertheless, I’m committed to starting the New Year on good terms with all fellow men and women.
And that means you too, Dan.
While Dan’s intention may be to direct some attention his way, he does have a point.
Because there is someone who’s been vying for attention this past week: Little Roxy.
Our little Miss has been misbehaving in ways none of you can imagine.
She’s been destroying her toys, barking loudly, clawing at the doors, and today she even, ahem, had a little accident on the carpet.
I’m under the impression that the holiday madness has taken its toll on our furry friend.
After all, my food comas, lethargy, and the extreme cold, have resulted in fewer daily forest walks.
And the many phone calls, store outings, and occasional guests, have all deprived our little Miss of her usual amount of attention.
Thus, she’s taken to acting a little naughty.
I think Roxy figures that negative attention is better than no attention.
However, today was different.
A package arrived in the mail from the Daughter, the Niece, and my mother.
For little Roxy.
It was filled with little dresses, a new leash, and even snow shoes.
Roxy was excited to try on her new clothes, and even more excited to once again be the star of the show.
Ironically, this makes me think that Dan could be on to something.
Because I too get a little cranky when I stop being the center of attention–sometimes.
For now, I’m happy allowing Roxy to take center stage.
After all, she’s the one with the new clothes.
I hope all of you have a wonderful and blessed New Year’s.
And I hope all of your wishes are granted.
Thank you for reading and for taking the time to leave so many lovely comments.
They make my day, every day.
Roxy, the Significant Other, the Son, and I wish you all a happy New Year!
And now, here’s Roxy, the little fashionista, modeling her new outfits.