Vacations From My Parents Are Fun

What I learned today was that it's not the end of the world when Hot Mama and Daddy aren't around. Today, they went to some sort of Dance Party where they dressed up in weird outfits they labeled as "80s", whatever that means. The benefit of that was that I got to hang out all day with Gram and Grampa and Gabby the dog, who licked me right in the face. It was icky and I cried, but that was mostly because her breath smells like rotting possum.

Not that I know what rotting possum smells like.

But if I did, it would smell like that.