Take That, Leonard Nimoy
Last night I took my puppy, Milo, to my friend's house to play with her two Shelties. He wore himself out running around after them. Today I took him to the park to do some leash training and he did a great job. He pulled and whined at first, but then he trotted along after me. I'll feel better when his little legs grow and he doesn't have to run everywhere. He is just pooped now.
And Golfwidow gave me a good idea, so I took a picture of Milo next to something so you can see how little he eeess......
My date from Saturday wasn't ignoring me on IM. He was in the hospital getting his gallbladder removed. How bizarre is that? That's totally a Laverne & Shirley or Three's Company episode. I know how much that sucks from my sister, she had hers out and she was hurtin' for certain.
I feel like caca tonight, but that's good because I won't be eating dinner, which means nothing really. It's not like I'm going to LOSE 10 lbs. because I skip a meal.
It is so hot here already and it's only June. In 26 days I'll be divorced. In 30 days I'll be a homeowner.
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