Good Dog!
Usually, Saturday is like any other day... starting around 7:30 with a sad puppy expressing his discontent in mournful yps and whines and cries because he is awake and can't seem to get out of his room... Oh, Woe! Abandonment! OOOH sorrow and wooooooe! Helphelphelp! Wooooe and misery and Wooooe! And there I go, disentangling from the three cats that so graciously share my bed with me, stumbling bleary-eyed down the house to free him and reassure him and hustle him outside to make his... Sign in to see full entry.