AND WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!!!!!!!!!
In my fuzzy paws, I have a scrap of paper desperately clutched [a somewhat amazing feat, considering my lack of thumbs], waiting to be folded open and squealed over.
Why haven’t you “folded it open,” then?? You ask??
Well, because a part of me realized that I COULDN’T possibly read the contents with YOU, dear Reader. We have gone through the whole “B-Dawg Affair” [as I am calling this phase of my life] together, and it is only fitting that I end it with you by my side.
Time to figure out who’s going to be the next B-Dawg. Time to change someone’s life by sending them an eMail stating that from over a million responses, I picked THEM to follow my footsteps.
Time to hand over the baton.
OK, here goes nothing;
>Tugs open chit<