Almost
Happy Monday!
1. Here comes the stress train! Toot toot! The Fringe show is almost done. Almost. The postcards are almost done. Almost. The dog is almost not pissing on everything she sees. Almost. My house is almost clean. My blood pressure is almost at a safe level. Almost. The Cubs are almost good. Almost. I almost have solved all my storage issues. Almost. My garden is almost alive.
2. Yesterday the dog and I were at Punch Pizza. She was tied to the table and seemed very content lying on the ground and gnawing on a stick. Suddenly she just had to get up and go sniffing. She was leashed I didn’t think this was a big deal, I mean dogs sniff. But then, like a furry Houdini, the little shit slipped her harness and took off. I bolted from my chair and started screaming, alarming everyone on Punch’s patio. I was sure I was going to lose her. Luckily, her plan was to sprint five feet, pee and then lie down. She looked at me like I was insane when I caught up to her. Then she licked me. Then she barked.
Mike
Could you and your dog please write a book about growing up together? It could be the Marley and Me of our generation (or was that Marley and Me?).
If by “lose her” you mean “she would be surrounded by cooing women and excited small children,” you were probably right. Good thing she had to pee.
Holly-Good question. I will look into that!
Bree-You’re right. She loves the ladies. She targets them.
Have you managed to complete your Fringe show yet? Will you preview the script in its entirety on your blog? Does anyone know of a good place where I can purchase sterling silver chains?
Caleb-Don’t mock the ad program that you showed me how to use
Touche.
You still haven’t answered any of my questions