Shark Week Ooh-Ha-Ha

Today is the day and I’m so freaking excited!!!!

IT’S SHARK WEEK!

Well tonight is (here’s a countdown!!!!)

At 9pm tonight a week of the best television ever and my life as a recluse will begin. I love shark week, I always have and not because I specifically love sharks but its just an epic combination of action, information and the typical guilty pleasure of watching train wrecks happen (can we say a whole show dedicated to gruesome shark attacks?).

This year it will be the 25th year of shark week meaning (I hope) that it will be  more awesome than ever. The only downside to shark week is that many of my friends refuse to go to the beach after. This year it will be quite understandable considering the sound has been full of all kinds of huge fish and even seals. And huge fish mean more seals and more seals mean sharks. We’ve been known to have shark sightings locally (nothing compared to the bull shark incident in New Jersey in the early 20th century) but I’m excited to find out what people see this year, especially with all of the crazy weather we’ve been having.

This year’s shark week will also be bitter-sweet. My dog, Dutchess, died this past

Such a regal shark-puppy

October and she was a main staple of Shark Week. And unfortunately I don’t think my rat Brisby will be too thrilled about dressing up for the occasion.

So I bid you all a Happy Shark Week and stand by for a post on my annual Shark Week Extravaganza, a party full of cupcakes, cocktails and cartilage-skeleton  creatures.