and i will never grow so old again
this post is about my dogs, because they are one of the few things that never fail to make me smile, and never make me feel like shit.
today we discovered that tillie loved racquet balls. we gave her one and she batted it around like a cat, and then fell asleep by her favorite window with it next to her nose.
gracie investigated the camera, and then flipped over on her back as she does so often, because she has no dignity. hell, she's a weiner dog.
that's all, really. i'm feeling out of sorts and a little anti-social. not sure what to do with myself, so i'm not doing much at all. i feel like i'm never going to be done unpacking all my shit from massachusetts. i have so much crap in my room, it's disgusting. blech. the universal disgusted noise. i'm making it right now.
back to the boxes.
today we discovered that tillie loved racquet balls. we gave her one and she batted it around like a cat, and then fell asleep by her favorite window with it next to her nose.
gracie investigated the camera, and then flipped over on her back as she does so often, because she has no dignity. hell, she's a weiner dog.
that's all, really. i'm feeling out of sorts and a little anti-social. not sure what to do with myself, so i'm not doing much at all. i feel like i'm never going to be done unpacking all my shit from massachusetts. i have so much crap in my room, it's disgusting. blech. the universal disgusted noise. i'm making it right now.
back to the boxes.