Monday, June 2, 2014

Summer time and the living is easy...

Or not.  Said good-bye to a beloved group of students on Friday.  Battled food poisoning that night.  Said good-bye to Mr. Fritch the next morning (out of town to grade AP essays).  Suffered aftershocks of food poisoning.  Wakened from sleep.  

Why am I wet?  

IGGYGYGYGYGYGYYGY!! How could you?  Iggy has now lost the Perfect Fritch Dog title.

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