Rebekah Kuschmider

In this week’s #FurballFriday, we get a lesson in affirmative consent from a chihuahua, who could teach us all about setting boundaries.

Brace yourselves, folks. I may be about to present you with the best news of 2016: ice cream for breakfast can make you smarter!

Now, if you need me, I’m going to see if I can rig something similar for my dog so she can tell me if she’s barking at real danger or just a cheeky squirrel.

“I wouldn’t have sex with you if you were the last man on earth!”

The information Trump shared with Russia was given to U.S. intelligence agencies by a partner entity, and that partner had NOT given the United States permission to spread it around — because doing so could compromise the investigation.

We will not be having our first woman president and I, for one, must grieve. A dream deferred.

In the midst of a week that’s been rife with sadness and confusion, I am pleased to present to you a story that is unequivocally happy. A fairy tale ending, if you will.

In addition to being named the first non-human Meridian Hometown Hero, Jaxon has been awarded a probationary firefighter badge.

OK, folks, it’s possible that Trump has finally crossed the line.

See, sex requires everyone in the room be on board for whatever is happening. Some people like to think that they’re so in tune with their partner that they know what they can do and what they can’t do, but that’s a dangerous supposition. At any moment during a sexual encounter, something can change. Consent can be withdrawn.