I hope Leo is doing better by morning, and can come home to you healthy and happy to be home, zenkitty.

What Perkins said, zenkitty. Much ~ma to you and Leo.

Mister Guest-comatizing

That really should be his name. He managed to get me to pet him without my even realizing it.

I am procrastinating on finishing the cleaning. It's just too many -ing's all at once, so I'll follow the first and hope the cats and dog (and DH) take care of the second and third.

I have a smart dog. Sigh. I actually found a small training treat that he paid attention to, but the minute he realized I was trying to use them to change his behavior, he stopped being interested.

On the other hand, his barking cut by about two-thirds as soon as I started opening the door and saying "quiet" firmly when he was just trying to make the dogs next door play or for the sake of barking. He was like, "Okay, I didn't realize you cared."

His efforts to make the dogs next door play are kind of sad. He's like the kid who never gets picked for recess.

A tribute to Jane Jacobs that I think Jesse will dig.

Anything you can do to change it? Alcohol? Chocolate? An uninterrupted bath?

Sorry to disappear on you. Putting kids to bed, then doing some email work.

I did consider each of those plans. Ate a bit of chocolate, decided that the last bath didn't fix the foul mood it was supposed to fix, so didn't try it this time. But the sugar--and the quiet probably--have helped a bit. Thanks.

And irises! I KNEW they looked familiar, but I've only ever seen them in photographs/paintings. Never in real life. And now they're in my YARD!

Oooh! Didn't you think they were ginger a few months ago? SO COOL FOR YOU!

I don't know if its all irises or just some, but they can have this purple juice/sap sorta thing on the that can up at the base of the flower. When I was a girl it always looked to me like the flowers were bleeding. Awesome.

IOW, my doors are always open to Buffistas.

Oh my that sounds wonderful.

I love irises! My Queen of Night tulips were splendid this year. I love their dark rich color. Those and the white daffodils were the only things to survive the rabbits.
 
The Biscuit is smart. Our trainer said he`s on eof the smartest dogs he`s ever worked with...and therefore one of the most stubborn. He gave him extra training time. Hee. And we have to watch him constantly; he`s always logicking out some way to get his way. But he`s also super fun to train. We`re teaching him to play the piano for our friend`s album.
 
The symphony tonight went so great! I loved it and the SO was pleased. I cried. He got a lot of praise. He thought one of the movements was too slow, but I thought everything was so wonderful. I am very proud of him. It was totally cool to hear the real instruments and articulations. So much fun.

Maria, even if Barb didn't have a spare room, I do now!! Come visit!!

Wow, I never knew that Carl Kasell was southern, until I just heard him talking about his mother, and the accent came out. Sweet!

IIRC Carl Kasell got his start in broadcasting at UNC.