Bushwacked is on my screen. Might be too tense for this morning, actually.
I just tried to get Cagney to go outside. It's 11:36am...he politely declined. With a bit of grumbling.
Man. How did I get such a lazy pooch? And so intransigent.
Boy looooves his comfort.
Kato went outside with a little help (a towel looped under his belly in case his back legs didn't want to cooperate) and basically no real problems. He was slow, but fairly steady on his feet. He's stoned on his new higher dose of tramadol, but he'd rather face the inauguration with a good buzz.
I am not watching, but FB has shown me many pictures of Hillary dressed all in white. My love only grows.
Ooooh, Murder By Death is on one of my subsidiary broadcast channels tonight. Alec Guinness being brilliant! That brief bit of Gloria Swanson-esque business of him smoothing down an imaginary hat when he's revealed to actually be the (I think) daughter of the murdered man. So that's my TV for the evening sorted out.
Can I mix Adderall and Lorazepam?
You can, actually.
Better living through chemistry. Thanks!!!
I tugged him off the bed with my cheeriest, "Let's go pee!" I'd really like to be not be outside when I can year that voice, but...
He grudgingly hopped off but then ran into the office and jumped up on my office chair.
No outside, momma! No outside.
I was actually watching MSNBC, but ltc was having a meltdown. So, now we're watching Sesame Street.
Right, I have meds to take and coffee to drink. Better do that.