Sadness. I haven’t seen tick in years (I live in western Washington, and they’re apparently uncommon here), but I had to remove them regularly from pets and myself when I lived in Maryland.

Very Good Boy feature! We all need this in our lives!

I had to take a huge tic out of my very good (quite often at least) girl this morning. What a way to start the day! But she looked at me so sadly...

Now I kind of want to make a weekly blog featuring dogs of the Jezebel community and interviewing their humans on their idiosyncrasies...

I was more thinking a feature on a new “Very Good Boy” each week, but honestly, why not 500 days of Lennu? Lennus is obviously far more worthy than Kristin Cavallari.

Politipets.

500 days of Lennu! Make it happen.

Oh, my heart. So adorable.

Does Norway have a song written about it?

Please let “Good Dogs Of Famous World Leaders” be a running thing.

He’s not as good as this boy, who is perfection, but Lennu’s a damn good boy.

Actually the hottest party is “Dalton on Dust” held in Tibby and Drew’s downstairs while the ‘rents are at St. Barts.

This job is turning KellyAnne Conjob old before her time. The hair, the skin, the droopy eye, and this is the first time I’ve noticed that she has grandma hands with the nail bitten down to the quick. She’s going to look like the Crypt Keeper by the time the impeachment is complete.

I’m hope the Grand Prospect Hall gave them a refund.

wait, he purposefully proposed on a random friday just in case he’d need to fight for it back? Ah, Romance!

My grandmother still feels a little hope. Just the other day she told me that she was okay with it if I was a lesbian. Um...thanks? I’m not, but thanks for trying?

My mom once said to me, out of the blue, “You know, I think we ignored you too much as a child. Do you think you might be autistic?” She didn’t even wait for an answer from me.

I feel your pain. My mom called me out of the blue recently to tell me she’s finally come to terms with the fact that I’m going to be alone for the rest of my life. Um...thanks Mom.

This is new money rich people wedding behavior. Old money just sends piercing lasers of thought-hate at each other through their eyeballs and the newlyweds embark on a life of emotional distance, then after the ceremony everybody gets letters from lawyers.

Be very thankful. At my rehearsal dinner, my dad said to Mr. Schwa, “I wish she was marrying her ex-boyfriend.” After the rehearsal dinner, my mom said to Mr. Schwa, “You deserve so much better then her.”