I am mad at the publicist.
You will see why tomorrow.
She thinks she is soooooo funny.
Pffffft.
So when she tried to take photos of me today this is what she got
That's right!
She got the back of AbbyGoat.
It didn't matter how many corn husks she gave me or how nicely she called
I didn't turn around to face her.
I didn't care.
Until I got tired of her and I gave her
THE ABBYGOAT STARE OF DEATH!
Which is much worse than any other Goat Stare of Death.
So come back tomorrow and see what has me so mad.
The publicist took charge of this week's Wordless Wednesday and she has been laughing since she told me about it.
I am not amused.
She had better beware....
You never know when AbbyGoat is behind you.
