Aww, I would say I can't believe that Issac is 6, but seeing as his due-date twin's been six for almost two weeks, I believe it all too much.
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
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Ple, you've got a six year old and a dog!
Oh! How is the dog doing?
She's doing pretty well. Working on alone training so that I can go back to my normal work schedule next week.
Trudy, I am so sorry.
Very interesting story, le nubian. I'm glad she didn't yank your chain.
You should teach him the AA Milne poem that ends, "But now that I'm 6, I'm as clever as clever, so I think I'll stay 6 forever and ever!"
That is a great idea. I'mma do it.
Although try to forget about it by this time next year?
um, yeah.
She's doing pretty well. Working on alone training so that I can go back to my normal work schedule next week.
How is she on stairs? I've heard greyhounds don't know about stairs.
We lived next door to a German Shepherd that didn't get stairs. Which isn't a big deal in Jamaica. Except we had stairs up onto our roof. So the big dumb goof would climb up and freak out because he couldn't work out how to get back down. Ah, Tacuma. Such an idiot. Good thing you didn't get named Ananse.
When I was a kid, my dad taught our dog to climb a ladder in the barn to get to the hayloft. Of course she couldn't climb back down, but there was a sort-of earth-ramp on one side of the barn leading to the hayloft so she'd just get back that way.
She's doing pretty well.
Has she killed you with farts yet? (I have no idea what the biological explanation is for this -- or if there is one -- but greyhound farts are the worst farts on the PLANET.)
So it's a certain little boy's birthday today. He spent almost an hour last night crying, mourning that he'd never be 5 years old again. I mean, he was truly heartbroken. I promised him he could be 5 as long as he liked. So as I tucked him in, I asked him how old he'd be in the morning. "5?" I asked. "I think I want to be 6," he answered.
Awww, poor nubbin!
Dylan has been going through similar stuff since Aeryn was born. He wants to be the big brother, but he misses being the baby.
ION, my boss just gave the whole department iPads. I can't see how I'm expected to get any more work done today with the new toy burning a hole in my desk...