This little monster

I've been baby-sittting this little creature.

If she sneezes too hard her eyeballs might pop out and roll across the floor.

She's not exactly the most behaved four-legged creature.

Mostly she's annoying.

But she does put on the charm.

And loves to give me wet kisses.

She goes home tomorrow morning.  

It's about time.

The natives around here (The Beagles) are getting restless.

 I'm AmericanBridget and I prefer big dogs and beagles.

30 truths: day 11

My eyes.

They are green-ish.

Well, on most days.

Though sometimes they just look like a blob of some indistinguishable color.  

Is that what they call hazel?  

Though, I wish they were bigger and rounder.

And less almond shaped.

I've never been comfortable accepting compliments.

The best are little tid-bits of out-of-the-blue compliments from total strangers.

Like that girl behind the register at the grocery store who says something out of the blue.

And compliments me.

Always makes my day.  

Always.

See, these aviator goggles?

Not doing much for my look, huh?

Hard to tell my eye color.

Sorry about that.

Maturity.  

I had to.