With so many interviews, press conferences, tweets, Instagrams and Facebooks, it's hard to keep track of where presidential candidate Donald Trump stands on the issues. And even if you could keep track, a lot of what he says doesn't quite make sense.
I have dealt with every breed and every temperament out there and I can assure you harboring breed discrimination will get you bitten. We treat humans as individuals so shouldn't we treat animals as individuals, too?
Before my first was born, I had a vague notion that parents more and less had it all together and did everything deliberately according to their parenting philosophy of choice; now I know that we're basically making it up as we go along.
Get ready for a lot of tail wagging, purring, and melodious chirping, because these tiny home upgrades from animal loving bloggers have made some pets very happy. Here are some DIY ideas that they won't be able to get enough of.
When I was 20, I didn't spend much time thinking about what it would be like to be...well...old. My forties and fifties seemed like they were a helluva long way off...mostly because they were.
Movies from the 1980s have so many iconic moments; I'm a sucker and will gladly sit through the commercials just to watch them on cable. And the other night it hit me that we could learn a lot from movies made three decades ago.
Jaz the parrot loves a good party anthem and isn't afraid to bust a move when he feels. Check it out!
Here are all 17 Republican clowns wedged into three and a half minute of circus music. Gaze in wonder!
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Everybody has a fantasy about what they'd do if they won the lottery. I've always been clear about mine: hire a live-in masseuse. I'd get a minimum of two massages a day of about four hours each. In fact, some days I wouldn't even get off the table, especially if I could figure out a way to simultaneously get a straw into a glass of chardonnay.
I think Toilet just could never get over its fall from riches. It could not see that a comfortable life in a lovely early twentieth century bungalow could be just as satisfying as life in a mansion. Rich people's poop smells just like the poop of the middle class. But such political edifications were lost on Toilet.
Although I'm a gent who usually plays his cards close to his vest, I decided to help those less fortunate than me and share my top five beach body secrets. Are you ready? Are you ready to be drop-dead "oh my god, who IS that" gorgeous? Because with great power comes great responsibility.
Look at that other mom's beach bag. *Drool.* It's huge. Would it be weird to ask where she got it? And she has a rolling cart! I want that. I need that. Wait, am I listening to myself? I am so uncool! What happened to me?