All your gronk are belong to me.
Please to send all your coffee.
'Potential'
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All your gronk are belong to me.
Please to send all your coffee.
Don't bogart all the coffee, Teppy.
You can't have my coffee. I need my coffee. Yesterday I filled up the thermos and then left it at home, so today I doubly need my coffee. Coffee => patience => not unleashing the fury of hell on my students => not getting my ass fired.
But virtual coffee you shall have.
I needs it to survive! I will surely perish without it!
...or fall asleep on my keyboard, and I really don't want to wake up with key marks on my face.
Steph, you can have my coffee. I seem abnormally chipper this morning. It's a little freaky.
javachick, I'm sorry if anything I said about retractable leashes tripped your buttons. I too have a retractable leash for Toto, but I barely ever use it. My neighborhood is too busy, and Toto is a wanderer, if I let him. He needs to stay focused, so a short lead works best. But, I do use the retractable out at Mom and Dad's or when we go to the Arboretum. He canNOT be off leash. Cairns just generally can't. They're hunting dogs, and once they're chasing something, they generally don't hear their alpha. I've learned that the hard way.
I do have to say, I don't think there is one dog in my neighborhood that's on a retractable leash. I think the only time I ever see them is at the Arboretum. I love that my 'hood is so dog-friendly, and that most of the owners clearly love their pets (pets are kids around here--not so many kids here...mostly older folks that have lived here forever or younger folks just moving in).
Emily! How was your trip?
The kids were insano last night. DH had to go entertain his sales managers until 10 p.m., so I put the kids to bed. Then they crawled into bed with us at 1. I got up and put them back in their own beds. Liv had a crying episode at 1. I got into bed with her until she quieted down then went back to my own bed. Owen woke up crying at 6 and only wanted me, even though DH tried to get up with him.
It's too quiet in here!
(I'm lurking)
but hi vw! and cash!
Harvey is busy trying to ooze stealthily up onto me, even though I keep pushing him back. I have a love/hate relationship with the cat ooze.