Dogs aweigh
Another mostly successful chihuahua maneuver this morning; one out of their two bodily functions was addressed, anyway, and I do hope that will suffice for the rest of the day... ah, well.
Walking and running and working out were all accomplished. There was a downpour as I went out late this afternoon to run a few errands. Despite deployment of a large umbrella, I was moistened and chilled. My pants cuffs are still damp.
Just finished Elizabeth Bowen's novel Eva Trout; what a strange and sad ending. Let's just say Bowen must have been aware of Chekov's directive about introducing a gun into a story.
Walking and running and working out were all accomplished. There was a downpour as I went out late this afternoon to run a few errands. Despite deployment of a large umbrella, I was moistened and chilled. My pants cuffs are still damp.
Just finished Elizabeth Bowen's novel Eva Trout; what a strange and sad ending. Let's just say Bowen must have been aware of Chekov's directive about introducing a gun into a story.
posted by isabelita at 11:05 AM
3 Comments:
Well, a gun...or a chihuahua.
We were sitting a pug for a week while it's owner was in Hawaii. It rained the whole week - sucks to be us. The pug refused to go out in the rain and chill, didn't want any part of the excrement dance. Thougth about the gun, but new they would miss the dog upon return.
Oh you kids! Never play around with a loaded gun or dog!
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