Aug 21, 2005 09:21
Less than twelve hours and I will no longer stink of Deep Woods Off. I will sleep for more than five or six hours a night. My workout will consist of something more than twice daily walks through blistering heat and swarms of mosquitoes. My raison d'etre will no longer be the hurling of rubber toys. I will have a broadband connection again and bear responsibility solely for myself. I will piss, shit and shower without unwelcome spectators looking on in quizzical wonderment.
The only thing I can imagine missing after our time together will be those two hours a day that she was adorable. The moments that we snuggled. She smells strangely fantastic after a long nap, a curious mélange of honey and cedar. She loves to yawn and appreciates assistance when stretching.
But, in the end, it is simply not worth it. Let others bear the burden of her all-consuming need; I will resign myself to weekly visits of no more than four hours length.
And, if at all possible, I have decided to strike the word "no" from my vocabulary, for at least a couple days.
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