Thank you guys. He really is just the cutest thing. I'm home right now and he's alternating between playing/tormenting Maxine and following the maid's kids around. The stick and the leaf pictures are my favorites too, mostly because that's a lot of what he does outside. He finds something and trots or runs with it until he falls down.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Meep.
I just sent a letter and pictures to my OBC's sister.
Meep.
Scared.
{{Aimee}}
All best, ((((Aimee)))
Heather, cuuuuutest puppy! I'll bet he's all soft and wiggly, the way puppies are, and grown dogs don't get to be any more.
Thanks, guys. I'm nervous.
{{{Aimee}}}
Heather, CUTEST PUPPY IN THE WORLD.
Poor Annabel! But on the bright side: Good reason to introduce her to popsicles.
Tired. DH's allergies have escalated to the point he can no longer mow the lawn. This means I got to mow the lawn. That's been growing, unchecked, unmowed (unmown?) for over a month. The trim work, raking and weeding gets to wait until tomorrow.
Serial:
Jilli, your lunch thief deserves some mild form of food poisoning. Nothing lethal, just enough to get the point across.
When our puppy Toby was little (like 8-9 weeks old) he couldn't run in a straight line. We would take him down to the beach path and he would chase after us, but always at a diagonal, until he tripped over his paws. It was so cute.
Oh, Aimee. That is scary. {{{Hugs}}}
Also, I just ran out to get milkshakes (mmmmmm...milkshakes!), and I saw a woman who looked just. like. Aimee. It was FREAKY. She even noticed that I was staring at her. Whoops.
I just got a "Thanks for your interest, I'd like to speak to you more about this, when can I reach you?" email from one of the places I applied for a summer job. Tentative yay.