I want a yard, and a couple of dogs that entertain each other. I want dogs that have their own pack, and let me visit as a respected ambassador, but they never actually come over, and neither of us need to spend the night. Share a couple meals, some good times, some laughs, and moving on until tomorrow.

SO NEVER HAPPENING.

That was a sobering realisation, perhaps moreso than the probably single until death and childless thing, because it seemed so much easier to accomplish, in a way. But everything is complicated and asks more from you than I can give.

Even this.

I am a cat person, but boy does he look like a sweet dog, bonny. Very cute!

ita, what you describe reminds me of a friend who lived in the French countryside and had a dog. And the dog would mostly stay about the house, but sometimes he would run off and spend a few days with the other dogs in the neighborhood, just hanging out.

That was pretty much our relationship to Seabiscuit when he was feral, and you see where that led...

Man, long day today, and the SO wrenched his back again. I really appreciate how hard he works for me, but I don't like him doing all this physical stuff. Dave Ramsey. Gotta keep focused on the endgame.

We had two separate instrument gift fails today, both student recipients were noshows (no fault of their own). But we finished the day watching a former recording client lead worship with his band for about a hundred kids from three different tribes. He said some really awesome challenging stuff that we could never get away with saying, and I'm just so proud of him.

Puppy!!! He's cute!!! It's nice to have a puppy get the ball and bring it back. Hope the weekend goes well, and your shoulder gets stronger.

IO-speaker-N, I priced out a rough replacement system. Even though it was the end of the day at the end of the week at the end of the quarter, apparently my rough estimates has made it's way up to the Dean's office. Who knows, maybe it will get replaced in a timely manner.

IO-nonwork-N- Mom is painting her new condo. She has brought up a car and van load of stuff. Her pack-rat state is shifting north to the new place. I'm not sure how to handle this. I've been relaxed and calm and supportive up till now. But. It's really impacting her life. Her pack-rat has already cost her $1600 in extra rent to pack it all up from the old place. It looks like she is finding a storage unit up here. Ugg. What I forsee happening... when she passess, being the only one out here in CA, I will have to be the one to deal with all the junk. Just don't wanna.

I didn't know I was a dog person until Frankie. Now I seem to be more of a dog person than a cat person, which I never expected. I am not a perfect dog owner, by a far stretch, but I love him and he loves me.

The kid thing is TBD, but I think I'll be okay either way.

Why yes, still filming.

Cass, get it gone. Bulk Freecycle or donate. Some places will pick up.

My row is scheming against the chatterboxes, still yammering after twelve hours. If we don't win, there may be blood. The earrings will come off, because I am wearing big silver hoops.

Take earrings off, aim low, strike fast, strike twice and don't be afraid to get dirty.

Home safe and sound, without blood shed. Damn, I may not make it to the parade. Pisser. Thanks again, Nora and Tom.

I have a .m4a file I'd like to upload and share here. Anyone know a good program or site for the purpose?