Friday, November 26, 2004
The Puppy With No Name kept waking me up last night. It's not like he was whining or making noise. He was chewing on my hair. He woke up and decided to get playful sometime in the wee hours of the morning, and I found my sleep disturbed over and over again until I finally dragged my sorry ass out of bed around 6:30.
Ordinarily, I don't get up until 7:30, but I wanted the car today, which means I had to get up and take Jacquie in to work. Additionally, Jacquie decided to bring in the pup and show him off to her co-workers. ... As an aside, I think I've just about got her to agree to naming him Menchi. :)
When I got home, The Puppy With No Name took to climbing up and down the stairs that separate the main and second floors. Prior to leaving home, he would only climb about halfway up to the landing and then just sit and whine. Now he's going up and down just fine. A lot of difference an hour makes, eh?
It seems Misty has suddenly taken a dislike to The Puppy With No Name. I caught Misty (aka Fat Cat, Shit Streak and whatever else I happen to call her) staring at the pup and growling at him. I scolded her a bit, and then she went to hide in her room (aka the cats' room).
So now here I am checking email and starting to get ready for what is likely going to be a quiet day. Thanks to the U.S., there hasn't really been much in the way of news the last couple of days. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. The Puppy With No Name is curled up in his bed beside me and sleeping soundly.
Ordinarily, I don't get up until 7:30, but I wanted the car today, which means I had to get up and take Jacquie in to work. Additionally, Jacquie decided to bring in the pup and show him off to her co-workers. ... As an aside, I think I've just about got her to agree to naming him Menchi. :)
When I got home, The Puppy With No Name took to climbing up and down the stairs that separate the main and second floors. Prior to leaving home, he would only climb about halfway up to the landing and then just sit and whine. Now he's going up and down just fine. A lot of difference an hour makes, eh?
It seems Misty has suddenly taken a dislike to The Puppy With No Name. I caught Misty (aka Fat Cat, Shit Streak and whatever else I happen to call her) staring at the pup and growling at him. I scolded her a bit, and then she went to hide in her room (aka the cats' room).
So now here I am checking email and starting to get ready for what is likely going to be a quiet day. Thanks to the U.S., there hasn't really been much in the way of news the last couple of days. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. The Puppy With No Name is curled up in his bed beside me and sleeping soundly.
// posted by Chris @ 9:03 AM 
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