This will be a short entry because we are under a severe thunderstorm warning.
I am back from my two week honeymoon in Argentina. It was amazing and relaxing and pretty much everything a honeymoon should be. I wish I was still there.
Tragically, I am back in the real world. And work. And 752 (not junk) emails. Bah.
In other news:
- Haskell broke his tail the day we picked him up from doggie camp. Yes, this would be AFTER his two weeks of hardcore puppy playtime was over. As if it isn’t bad enough that he breaks his tail in the first place, Haskell now seems to suffer from post traumatic tail syndrome.
- The State Fair starts on Friday. They are frying butter this year. Really. Butter. I always joked that butter was next, but I was honestly kidding. What is next? Lard?
- My dogs now have a doggie storm door off the kitchen. Alley, who has experienced the joy of having a dog door before, runs in and out like she’s always had one. Gypsy wants to enjoy it, but has a hard time finding the hole. More often than not, she hits her head on the door frame. Once hard enough to make an audible thud. Poor Gypsy. To her credit, though, she keeps trying.
Haskell, on the other
handpaw, isn’t amused. At all. I’m not sure he’ll ever pick it up. Especially, since he more or less demands that I continue to open the WHOLE door for him. Silly, dumb dog. He is lucky he is so cute.
Well, the storm is almost here, so I better go. More later!