On the Twenty-First Day of Christ*&^%$

On the Twenty-First Day of Christ*&^%$, TiZ reveals to you...

This is getting exceedingly difficult...

I've had three German Shepherds.

I am REALLY allergic to cats.

I think cats are kinda rude.

There was one cat I liked and to whom I wasn't allergic. He was an outdoor cat.

This cat and I would fall asleep paw in hand. Indoors.

I am fearless with accents.

I'm pretty sure I've brushed most of the enamel off my teeth. Oops.

I sweat like a pig.

I have to use clinical strength deodorants when I perform.

And dress pads.

I appreciate open minds.

I ask "why" a lot.

I ask "how" a lot.

My nephew creates a Christmas Pageant each year that is both heartbreaking and heartening.

I love fudge.

I love beautiful hankies.

A rare steak is the bee's knees.

I can and do eat a jar of peanut butter in a sitting.

I wear less make-up as I age.

I used to go by Chris and Chrissy.

I will kick in the shins if you call me Chris and Chrissy now.