My collie has a problem with his brain being missing. He found some unusually stupid squirrels while we were out playing ball, chased them up a blackthorn tree and made my heart stop by coming down with his face covered in blood. Luckily the thorns missed all the really vital parts like his eyes - once I'd cleaned it up it was just a few small cuts on his chin and tongue.
He's all like OMG I NEARLY HAD THEM!!! Love him. He deserves some joy in advance because tonight is going to be hell on him.
Not gonna do a year in review or anything introspective. Designating one block of time 2006 and one 2007 is just an arbitrary way of trying to measure the immeasurable. Time is an illusion. What happens stays happened. It's not linear.
But
In 2007,
lizblackdog resolves to...
Apply for a new blogathon.
Pay for my working sheepdogs on time.
Drink four glasses of restraint every day.
Buy new mind games.
Give up cephalopods.
Lose ten ramones by March.
In the year 2007 I resolve to:
Dance randomly at work.
Get your resolution here.
One of them is actually a true intention of mine, which amuses me no end!
Have a great one, all of you. And I'll be on IM tonight if any of you are staying home.