I am unamused by the weather forecast for next week. I predict it's going to look like Armageddon at Target and the grocery stores this weekend.

Hee, brenda!

Oh, well I guess I'll write back a nice note with an year-long time table and a crazy fee

I wouldn't, unless you're prepared for them to agree.

Yeah, that could backfire.

Um, I'd totally write it for 12K.

I don't think that will happen, though.

Bailey was not in a bed. Not even a bedroom. She was in her crate in the back living room and we had folded out the couch so mac could sleep back there with her, but no. She was having none of it. She barked and bayed and whined for well over an hour, then quieted down enough that we both fell asleep, started up at 2am again and I went and let her outside to see if it would help. Back asleep, she started up again at 3:45, at which point I let her out again and finally stayed on the folded out bed and left her crate door open. She did stay quiet then because everytime she started whining again she could go around and sniff out her human and realize that she was not around. She would always return to her crate. No idea if she slept a whit. I am exhausted.

My first dog was named Baskerville because she howled so much at night. But she settled in and was awesomesauce.

Oh, and leaving the door open on the crate is a good idea. Helps it become "my safe place" rather than "obstacle between me and my people."

I think Bailey will be fine, just will take time. The cats, who are being kept on the other side of the house by doors at the kitchen, are not at all sure of what the hell I brought into the house.

OH and I got the silver dress, I offered 20% less than the buy now and they took it.

Sounds like a crazy night, msbelle, but glad to hear the dress worked out.

Argh, tumblr is down. Also, I'm fucking exhausted, and I didn't even have a yowling dog in my apartment.