But how did the grasshopper respond?
HOLY CRAP! A DOG!
::boing::
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
But how did the grasshopper respond?
HOLY CRAP! A DOG!
::boing::
Oh lovely. I've just been informed I have a 10 am meeting monday morning. I hate monday morning meetings.
It could be worse, sarameg-- we have an almost weekly Monday morning meeting that starts at 8:30, and sometimes I need to be there, even though I start at 10:00.
Robin, love your doggie and his wanting to play! Our last dog, Boots, would always bring insects and other assorted small critters into the house when she was done outside. Once, she brought a frog to play with! We rescued that little guy (not much bigger than my thumbnail) and put him back in the window well that Boots got him out of.
I'm going to run home really quickly after work before heading down to ChiKat for more Scolapalooza--I just found out at an LJ thread that UofI's letters for their online program have been sent out and some people have gotten them today! I'm all nervous to check my mailbox.
It could be worse, sarameg-- we have an almost weekly Monday morning meeting that starts at 8:30, and sometimes I need to be there, even though I start at 10:00.
I don't know if I could do that. I mean....
I made Layla (the doggie) leave her new BFF and keep walking. She was heartbroken for almost half a block, a long time in dog-walking-measurements. The grasshopper looked like she was saying "What the fuck was THAT" in grasshopper language and then hopped away.
Poor bereft Layla! After all, in doggie terms, the grasshopper must look like it's play-bowing right back at her -- what with the big hind legs, crouched low over the front legs, and then they go BOING, and in what way is any of that not an invitation to dog play?
aw, that was a fun page (the COMM page starting with Rio's "eat a muffin whitey" spiel) to read, like a mega Buff-dive.
ETA: I have also learned that my husband is v.v. ranty about bagels! That has not manifested so far in our married life.
I don't know if I could do that. I mean....
People are learning not to talk to me until after the meeting.