Thursday, November 25, 2004
The Puppy With No Name
I barely slept a wink last night. And I can't even blame it on having a noisy puppy. The Puppy With No Name, as he shall be called until we settle on an identifier, slept like the dead. Jacquie and I didn't. I think I was worrying about rolling over on him in the middle of the night, as well as I was worrying about affording yonder puppy without needing a loan. ;)
When my parents first got T, he slept in the basement with me that first night. We put him in his cage, and he whined all night. I didn't sleep at all. After that, he went up to my parents' room and slept with them on their bed. I guess he didn't like being caged at all. Not that I blame him, of course.
TPWNN got up with me this morning. Two things are clear about him. He likes the cat's catnip toys. And he can shit like a machine. ;)
When my parents first got T, he slept in the basement with me that first night. We put him in his cage, and he whined all night. I didn't sleep at all. After that, he went up to my parents' room and slept with them on their bed. I guess he didn't like being caged at all. Not that I blame him, of course.
TPWNN got up with me this morning. Two things are clear about him. He likes the cat's catnip toys. And he can shit like a machine. ;)
// posted by Chris @ 9:26 AM 
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